Rosi Caswell Poems

When you drive, consider others.

Mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers.
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They are forever young,
Men little more than boys,
Who willingly went to war,
To defeat the enemies’ ploys.
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The wind will not blow on you
Nor tyrants prevail,
For you carry the heir
To Energies through veil.
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The wind he howls like a banshee through the trees
With no respect for ought in his way.
Fighting and thrashing with the leaves
Who smile, falling gracefully to ground,
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Leopards never change their spots
Disguise them though they may.
You’ll yet see claws and teeth appear
One fine sunny day.
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As she sank gratefully into the cool, marshmallow fluffiness of her bed, her headache began to disperse like softly blowing clouds in a scudding wind, and she drifted off to sleep to allow the flow of both Healing and life to take her where it may.
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Madiba teaches wisdom, throughout Universe each day.
He teaches personal freedom in his own especial way.
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I am a Traveller through all lives.
A restless soul in a body that struggles with physicality.
Frustration, tears and sunshine
Mingle together down the annals of time.
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There's nothing in this world this horse does lack,
Save a proud rider on the noblest of backs.
Down the years he has stood,
Through all bad and all good.
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In the name of God, you prophecy.
In the name of God you cry.
Down the centuries you've had your say,
And loudly you shout it still today.
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