Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

Love is medicine for the heart
that can make despair disappear
and cause a knight to appear.
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It was very early in the morning
when old Jafta waked me and Mieta up
as we did ask to travel with him
to the milk depot.
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I

Dear mister postman,
the teacher asked me today
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As if killed, turned on its own back,
the serpent lies motionless, as if asleep
while something in the black eyes glow

while its measuring spitting, striking distance,
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I saw it whispering, suddenly hissing,
with its waving big head drawn somewhat back
it was looking deadly, ready to attack;
just moments before it was uncoiling,
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Her web gleams like the spokes of a bicycle,
she weaves her own pattern out of her soul
as a decagon that she keeps rolling out,
out of her inner silver shiny pivot
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When your heart leaks
of sadness like a broken clay vessel
and words of people just leave potsherds
and everything that you did believe
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Far and as wide as the eye can see
lays the valleys, between the acacia trees,
the rock faces and the hillocks
of the Waterberg Mountains
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Like a lonely sentinel
the windmill towers over the flat escarpment
of the northern Free State,
drawing water deep out of the earth
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In everything in time and space,
events and the things that do matter
are entangled in a time machine,
are waiting on an uncertain tomorrow.
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