Isaac Abrahams Poems

in the veld it is a beautiful
leaf carpet
a feast for the eye
...

We speed forth on black ribbons
guided by nameboards
and figures that tells
how far it still is
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How she happened
Depends on what we believe
But her health depends on our attitude,
Yet, one thing is for sure
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Somewhere in the Milky Way,
Who knows?
Someone may be looking at us,
Listening to us,
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a cloudless sky
has humbled man
as all his technology
meant nothing
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i search
and I search
i see so much
and I see nothing
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Together we sang a duet
you and I,
the music was heavenly
our voices soothing.
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at night they visited me
uninvited
yet invited
I tried chasing them away
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