Treasure Island

Diana van den Berg

(4 November 1945 / Durban, South Africa)

A Difference Made


When dark crawls small
around the throat,
and soul-stones grind both grey
and shiver-slow,
and tears glass-freeze
before the words,
and flow seems ebb, forever more...

just one warm word
like a candle glow...

and sunrise sings
in sky-splashed flames,
and millstone lifts
and breath is free,
and sun-drenched tears dry
with soft-healing balm,
and words surge boundless, skywards, wide
and ebb reverts to blessèd flow.

(7 March 2006)

Submitted: Sunday, February 08, 2009

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  • Henry Brown (7/27/2009 10:30:00 PM)

    I like, I like, I like. Dianne I have promised to read your poems and so far so good 10 Bless you Henry (Report) Reply

  • Barry A. Lanier (2/14/2009 2:42:00 PM)

    I enjoyed the melodic personification and the soothing tone of your writing..it somewhat reminds me of the thoughts I had when writing 'Veracity' thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Sicelo Sithole (2/13/2009 1:06:00 AM)

    It is poems like these that keep me going and revived in the morning at the chemistry labs. thank you for sharing this beautiful work. (Report) Reply

  • Pamela Lutwyche (2/8/2009 6:23:00 AM)

    Your poems are very deep. I am not sure I understand them, but I am sure they are very good to someone who does. (Report) Reply

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