Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 149 Points [Daleen EnslinStrydom] (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

241. Where The Butcher-Bird Observes Everything 1/25/2013
242. White Painted Houses 2/6/2013
243. Why Do Words Not Come Easy To Me? 5/29/2014
244. Will Somebody Pleas Take Me? 7/8/2013
245. Will They Remember? 6/9/2014
246. Winds Of Change 2/19/2013
247. Winds, Chilliness Brings A Feeling 10/23/2013
248. Winter 10/28/2013
249. With Begging Hands 3/5/2013
250. With The Breaking Dawn 12/30/2013
251. Words Written On Paper 8/21/2013
252. Yesterday’s Old Comfortable Coat 7/29/2013
253. You Are A Part Of My Forever Summer 8/13/2014
254. You Are More 8/1/2013
255. You Are My Resting Place 7/15/2013
256. You Are My Summer Sun 4/5/2013
257. Your Butterfly Kisses From Your Strawberry Lips 5/28/2013
258. Your Eyes 10/29/2013
259. Your Penned Words Do Inspire Me 6/5/2014
Best Poem of Daleen Enslinstrydom

The Hands Of A Farmer

I have known those hands all of my life
and many times I have looked at those hands,
at big rough hands that worked the fields
and calluses in their palms tell a own story
and the fingers are big
and when they grab they hold on.

Those are very strong hands
but they are gentle when they touch the family.
Those hands sowed the wheat
and harvested the sheaves,
those hands planted maize
and brought home the first ripe corn.

Those hands brought life,
helped the cow that struggled during birth,
those hands carried the lambs
to a place of ...

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The Prodigal Son

His mind wanders back to the time of leisure
when he did live as the wealthy son of a lord,
when days were spent lazing around,
filled with all the good life had to offer

but he wanted more,
more than what a county-boy could long for;
he insisted and claimed what he thought
was rightfully his,

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