Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 126 Points [Daleen EnslinStrydom] (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

81. Happy Birthday To The Best Mom In The World 9/12/2013
82. Have You 10/16/2013
83. He Is The Owner Of A Farm 7/18/2013
84. His Creative Power 5/13/2013
85. How Different The World Would Be 10/18/2013
86. How Long 4/1/2014
87. How Long Before I Loose It All? 6/25/2013
88. I Did Not Even Know Your Name 3/5/2013
89. I Do Believe That Life Changes Us 2/26/2014
90. I Do Depend Upon Your Love 2/12/2013
91. I Do Hate My Job 8/6/2013
92. I Do Love You 8/5/2013
93. I Had Travelled 9/13/2013
94. I Have Told You Many Stories 1/23/2013
95. I Have Waited So Long 9/3/2013
96. I Miss You 12/30/2015
97. I Miss You Like Summer Rain 6/6/2014
98. I Miss You More Everyday 1/7/2016
99. I Pledge Allegiance To Your Soul 2/27/2013
100. I Pledge Allegiance To Your Soul [1] 2/27/2013
101. I Thought That It Might Be A Weed 7/22/2013
102. I Went Out To Pick Roses 5/9/2013
103. I Wish I Knew What Tomorrow Holds 2/10/2014
104. I Wonder What Did Happen To Us 1/28/2013
105. If Words Were Glass That Could Splinter And Break 6/27/2013
106. If You Leave, My Heart Goes Along 10/31/2013
107. In A House That Mourns 3/27/2013
108. In A Moment Of Prayer 7/2/2013
109. In A Silent Expectation 10/8/2013
110. In Search Of Tranquillity 10/7/2013
111. In The Middle Of The Night 1/28/2014
112. Inspirational Rain 3/20/2015
113. It’s A Privileged To Love You 7/1/2013
114. Jackal In Hide 7/31/2013
115. Jewel Of My Childhood 7/25/2013
116. Just A Dreamer 3/22/2013
117. Karla’s Sleeping Place Against The Wall 11/27/2013
118. Knitting Frustration 12/11/2013
119. Legacy 5/28/2013
120. Letters To The Postman 6/2/2013
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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Betrayed By Love

Where the southeaster blows sand
from the beach against the house,
it's as if it blows all the sadness
of yesterday along with it.

She gazes through the window,
like a statue dressed in red
while the morning breaks
and daylight turns to orange-red

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