Alf Hutchison

Rookie - 3 Points (8/7/1943 / South Africa)

Alf Hutchison Poems

1. Three Curs'Ed Nails 3/2/2009
2. Sounds Of Distant Drums 9/18/2010
3. Where Are The Men Of The Fighting Fifth? 2/6/2009
4. The Greatest Love Story Ever Told 4/15/2009
5. 1 Lest We Forget Hunyani 1/18/2010
6. Reality 4/13/2009
7. Search For The Truth In These Nails...Three. 3/15/2009
8. The Truth 7/15/2009
9. Dad 6/17/2009
10. Zimbabwean Drums 1/30/2009
11. Author Or Poet? 4/8/2009
12. Wings Of An Eagle 5/1/2009
13. 3 Painting On Auction 11/24/2009
14. K-Car 6/16/2009
15. Have You Seen? 6/25/2009
16. Sweet Mystery Of Mystries 2/20/2009
17. South African Drums 4/11/2009
18. Blinkers 10/15/2009
19. I Must Try Haiku 7/22/2009
20. What If? 6/22/2009
21. 9 God’s Promise 12/27/2009
22. 2 Don'T Blaspheme. 11/14/2009
23. Rich Man 3/27/2009
24. Salute To 'Author Unknown' 3/19/2009
25. Did I Say Something Wrong? 4/7/2009
26. Christmas Morn 12/10/2009
27. Soldier 6/5/2009
28. Evolution 5/4/2009
29. Lonely 7/12/2009
30. A Vulture Flies 6/27/2009
31. African Missionary 7/3/2009
32. My Friend 5/30/2009
33. Ode To Mary 11/15/2009
34. A Lion Roars 7/9/2009
35. Death On A Tree 10/19/2009
36. Friendship 2/10/2009
37. Battle Of Blood River 5/1/2009
38. Remember 9/11? 5/14/2009
39. Aids Orphans 10/22/2009
40. African Pirates 10/11/2009

Comments about Alf Hutchison

  • Peter Wood (1/31/2016 11:34:00 PM)

    Please can someone tell me how I can reach Mr Hutchison. I would like to use one of his poems in a book I have written. Thanks

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  • Veronica Murdoch Eaton Veronica Murdoch Eaton (10/23/2013 5:52:00 AM)

    Wonderful Alf!
    Thank you for sharing this site with me.
    I have joined and thoroughly enjoying my time on here.

  • Jacob Boston (1/5/2012 9:28:00 PM)

    I am very upset for you taking credit for Gods Hall of Fame. Over 50 years ago this poem was recorded by two different artists and published in many publications. I know this considering it was written by my grandfather Thomas Edward Beckham. If you would like i would be happy to send you the old albums and publications.

  • Susan Bagley (8/16/2009 9:12:00 PM)

    Alf's poetry is heartfelt and meaningful. He is a talented poet and his verses will be read for many generations to come. I shall miss hearing from him and conversing with him however since he no longer takes comments.
    I will continue to read his work as long as it is here.

  • Whitney t (7/19/2009 4:03:00 PM)

    Alf your poems are so powerful and meaningful
    everyone should read your poems and if you dont you should
    your A GREAT POET ALF
    outsanding on this poem and the others
    10/10 great, marvelous poems
    keep up the good work
    love the POEMS

  • Janell Cressman (6/22/2009 12:52:00 PM)

    a very powerful poet, he writes with is heart and not his head. something i'm still trying to master. an amazing poet and a very nice man! ! !

  • Cindy Goodwin (2/10/2009 1:18:00 AM)

    Wow Alf... powerful stuff... and may it go from your pen into God's ear!

  • Dani Bompard (2/9/2009 8:27:00 AM)

    'Lest we forget.' Well with your inspiring words and your love for your fellowman we will always remember. Well done Alf. So very proud to have you as a friend and always enjoy your sharing those moments with us.

Best Poem of Alf Hutchison

Holocaust

As seen through the eyes of those who witnessed first hand,
and liberated the scenes of the Holocaust


The rain how it fell; the cadaver smell
My eyes transfixed on that pit of Hell,
Vapid flesh foul, horrendously bland.
But why this carnage, I don’t understand;

Retching, gagging, holding back the bile.
I turn from the evil to rest for a while,
From decomposing mothers, fathers and child;
Satan’s work, merciless, callously wild.

Laid out in graves grotesquely remorse,
Lucifer’s carnage has taken its course
In a dance of death, ...

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Zimbabwean Drums

Zimbabwean Drums
The drums are calling you old man, and grow louder by the day.
They are calling you to judgment, it’s now your time to pay,
For the wrongs you've done Zimbabwe, the trust which you betrayed.
So hear those drums a pounding, hear well, and be afraid!

The drums are calling you old man, and grow louder by the day.
For The cries of those you murdered, simply will not pass away,
In a land we called Rhodesia, Twas truly ‘God’s own land’,

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