Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems
|241.||When The Stars Play Hide And Seek||12/18/2013|
|242.||When You Did Come Back To Me||1/19/2014|
|243.||Where Have All The Roses Gone?||6/21/2013|
|244.||Where The Butcher-Bird Observes Everything||1/25/2013|
|245.||White Painted Houses||2/6/2013|
|246.||Why Do Words Not Come Easy To Me?||5/29/2014|
|247.||Will Somebody Pleas Take Me?||7/8/2013|
|248.||Will They Remember?||6/9/2014|
|249.||Winds Of Change||2/19/2013|
|250.||Winds, Chilliness Brings A Feeling||10/23/2013|
|252.||With Begging Hands||3/5/2013|
|253.||With The Breaking Dawn||12/30/2013|
|254.||Words Written On Paper||8/21/2013|
|255.||Yesterday’s Old Comfortable Coat||7/29/2013|
|256.||You Are A Part Of My Forever Summer||8/13/2014|
|257.||You Are More||8/1/2013|
|258.||You Are My Resting Place||7/15/2013|
|259.||You Are My Summer Sun||4/5/2013|
|260.||Your Butterfly Kisses From Your Strawberry Lips||5/28/2013|
|262.||Your Penned Words Do Inspire Me||6/5/2014|
Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree
Under the shade of the old oak tree Jafta sit
and his mind wanders back as he reflects on his life
while the sun sets in the west.
He is overcome with sorrow to braking point,
he knows his time is running out and that the sun
of his own life is also setting
and that there is no return.
Life was so much easier
when he was stile younger,
yesterday is gone
and it will never return.
His eyes are weary and he looks downhearted,
he does not even see his beloved grassland
and does wonder why life does have to hurt so much?
He gazes into ...
Predators On The Hunt
Stars light up the night sky,
through the darkness the full moon shines
like a jack-lantern
as if it was lit from within
and everywhere the night awakes,
the predators are prowling,
sneaking through the bush
to find something to eat.