Mary Mc Creath Poems

Winter, woolly jumpers
Are what comfort me,
When the weathers cold and frosty,
Woollens are for me.
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You cross a bridge to get to Skye
a grander sight you'll never see
a happy trip that takes you to
the bonniest place you'll ever be
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It is a gift that brings balance into my life.
Can I respect myself enough to, stop worrying, overworking, blaming and shaming myself?
Can I respect myself enough to take time to write, relax, play and regenerate myself?
Respect curtails my terrors, panic, anxiety and fears.
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They are coming from the US and elsewhere,
to our beloved Karoo.
Government contracts are a plenty, a 30 day bill
will soon allow for this.
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She walks and walks,
And walks.
From here to there,
And everywhere,
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We line up.
Top of street,
Against,
bottom of street.
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To have a life, but not to be its
Possessor.
To live a life but not to
Own it.
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Written in 1976 after attending a workshop by Sipho Sepamla an African Poet. Who shared with us the background to his poems. On returning home from the meeting I was looking at a bird I had made out of shells at the time and it reflected for me the situation of the black people of South Africa he described in his works and how they were being treated.

Shell bird,
a man made thing.
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'Loose yourself in me and you
Will find yourself.'
Matt 10: 39 10: 1-42 the Call
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I am developing into
The person that is me.
I do it alone and with others.
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