Daleen Enslinstrydom

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

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

161. Raped 10/14/2013
162. Rose Of My Heart 1/9/2014
163. Roses For Forgiveness 4/11/2013
164. Sadness We Do Carry Alone 12/20/2013
165. Scarlet Woman 1/30/2013
166. She Dances For The Rain 7/16/2013
167. She Looks Like An Angel 8/12/2013
168. Shells 4/16/2013
169. Soft Green Leaves Appear On Each Tree 12/13/2013
170. Sometimes Life Is But A Time 9/10/2013
171. Sorry-Sam 8/23/2013
172. Spitting Cobra 6/4/2013
173. Spring 11/21/2013
174. Symphony Of The Thunderstorm 5/23/2013
175. That Snake Was A Venomous Thing (Rondine) 6/4/2013
176. The Autumn Blanket 3/20/2013
177. The Awakening 7/19/2013
178. The Big Brown Toad 10/21/2013
179. The Broken Temple 4/2/2013
180. The Broken Temple [1] 4/2/2013
181. The Can-Can Of The Sea 2/17/2013
182. The Dance Of The Cape Robin 10/9/2013
183. The Earth Prays For Rain 10/30/2013
184. The Empty Sky 9/19/2013
185. The Eyes Of My Mother 12/3/2013
186. The Face In The Mirror 7/10/2013
187. The Fox In The Hen Coop 5/30/2013
188. The Garden King 8/29/2013
189. The Glory Of The Lord 6/2/2014
190. The Grey Ibis 4/30/2013
191. The Guardian Of The Backyard 5/6/2013
192. The Hands Of A Farmer 4/23/2013
193. The House Between The Mountains 11/7/2013
194. The House Of My Heart 11/1/2013
195. The Jewel Of The Mountain 3/12/2013
196. The Joy Of Spring 8/20/2013
197. The King Of Its Domain 9/5/2013
198. The Knight 10/22/2013
199. The Knysna Tauraco (Or Lory) 6/26/2013
200. The Life Of My Dad 6/7/2013
Best Poem of Daleen Enslinstrydom

Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree

Under the shade of the old oak tree Jafta sit
and his mind wanders back as he reflects on his life
while the sun sets in the west.
He is overcome with sorrow to braking point,
he knows his time is running out and that the sun
of his own life is also setting
and that there is no return.

Life was so much easier
when he was stile younger,
yesterday is gone
and it will never return.

His eyes are weary and he looks downhearted,
he does not even see his beloved grassland
and does wonder why life does have to hurt so much?
He gazes into ...

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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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