Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 215 Points [Daleen EnslinStrydom] (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

241. Forgiving And Forgetting 10/10/2013
242. The Empty Sky 9/19/2013
243. Am I My Brother’s Keeper? 11/14/2013
244. Your Penned Words Do Inspire Me 6/5/2014
245. Words Written On Paper 8/21/2013
246. Rain 8/2/2013
247. Jewel Of My Childhood 7/25/2013
248. My Word Wizard 7/23/2013
249. Bread And Meat For Breakfast 6/24/2013
250. A Dwelling Place For My Heart 4/4/2013
251. The School Fair 11/25/2013
252. A Mother’s Work Is Never Done [1] 5/10/2013
253. I Do Hate My Job 8/6/2013
254. Chocolates 7/11/2013
255. Will Somebody Pleas Take Me? 7/8/2013
256. Difficult To Understand 6/14/2013
257. Unknown Life-Journey 11/4/2013
258. Mom, You Are More Than Just A Mother’s Day Mother 5/13/2014
259. A Female Friend 4/24/2013
260. What Happiness Means 6/7/2013
261. Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree 12/8/2013
262. The Hands Of A Farmer 4/23/2013
Best Poem of Daleen Enslinstrydom

The Hands Of A Farmer

I have known those hands all of my life
and many times I have looked at those hands,
at big rough hands that worked the fields
and calluses in their palms tell a own story
and the fingers are big
and when they grab they hold on.

Those are very strong hands
but they are gentle when they touch the family.
Those hands sowed the wheat
and harvested the sheaves,
those hands planted maize
and brought home the first ripe corn.

Those hands brought life,
helped the cow that struggled during birth,
those hands carried the lambs
to a place of ...

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Betrayed By Love

Where the southeaster blows sand
from the beach against the house,
it's as if it blows all the sadness
of yesterday along with it.

She gazes through the window,
like a statue dressed in red
while the morning breaks
and daylight turns to orange-red

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