Elna Nel Poems

what I have gone through
what I am still going through
in that degrading place
that they called my case
...

every square has its jewels
you realize every time you move
they keep coming to you
light faces bright
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strong and courageous
may the light within you
be rose and gold
and reach to
...

in the return of a woman
flies colours of all kinds and cairn
in the misty land of men
on sometimes grass sometimes gravel
...

the road is long
and cumbersome
bump up and down
between sorrel
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let us plant grass my lord
in semi-shade a cord
buck bay vygies
for color just to see
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slowly
in plain
step
under shade
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When I, as if
drugged
groped about
for outcome
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there is peace
in the roundness
of a polished stone
river rock
...

I wanted so much
to stroke his face
that he can see
how the music of the day
...