Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

Moonlight nights with you reminds me
of hot Arabic nights that are wonderful and sweet
where the aromas of cinnamon and spices fill all the senses
and on our carpet leading to the marriage bed
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When the irises bloom in their colourful array
I do always think of you as you do love those flowers
and when the swallows gather,
preparing themselves to go home on the long journey
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To me you are more than just a dreamer
and your dreams are like messages in a bottle
that finds a way to express feelings and hope.
These dreams are like wishes in a wishing-well
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Like two veteran soldiers
the two freckled faced bared foot
farm boys took aim in 1942
with four young eyes looking through the sights
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The storm outside is fierce
as if the clouds have broken,
and the shutters of the house are closed
to keep out the cold and the wet weather.
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In this house where shadows like old age
are cast and hidden under a big oak tree
life had a different pace in the days gone by;
this used to be a joyful place
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In the dim twilight after the darkest day
I stood back and watched as He hanged lifeless on the cross
and I do recall His last words
just before He did draw His last breath of life
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With the Sabbath almost upon us
as the sun is setting in the west
we had just laid Him down in the tomb.
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With the Sabbath almost upon us
as the sun is setting in the west
we had just laid Him down in the tomb.
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What does it avail me
when I win the world
but loose myself?
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