Margaret Kollmer

Rookie - 9 Points (South Africa)

Margaret Kollmer Poems

81. Do Not Ask For Miracles 3/31/2008
82. Tales In 50 Words 3/31/2008
83. Snippets 3/31/2008
84. Sayonara, Baby! 3/31/2008
85. Madiba's Munch-Inn 4/11/2008
86. Our Elton.... 4/12/2008
87. Hook, Lion And Sink Her (An Irish Tale) 4/12/2008
88. Woad Power - The Glorious Pun 4/13/2008
89. Things I Have Learned 4/14/2008
90. Trike Hike 4/15/2008
91. Environmentally Speaking.... 4/16/2008
92. Tautology 4/16/2008
93. Changing Guard At Buckingham Palace 4/18/2008
94. A Poetic Menage Á Trois 4/19/2008
95. An Irish Toast 4/19/2008
96. The Big Frame Up 4/22/2008
97. .......So To Squeak! 5/3/2008
98. Twit Willow, Twit Willow, Twit Willow 7/17/2009
99. My Pigeon (For Bad Poetry Day!) 7/17/2009
100. Bad Hair Day? ....I Mean Bad Poetry! 7/17/2009
101. 10 Ways To Improve Your Government (Wherever!) 7/17/2009
102. Shabby, Shabby Shake! 10/27/2009
103. Baba Wam' Ufuna Ilobola 4/16/2010
104. Ginger Hair (Lyric) 4/16/2010
105. Ja Well, No Man, But Fine (E-Lollipop Revisited) 4/16/2010
106. Johannesburg! 4/16/2010
107. A Family Tree (For Bad Poetry Day) 7/15/2009
108. Peacelessness In Iraq 3/31/2008
109. Oh, Give Her A Cadac Please! 4/12/2008
110. Some Limericks 3/30/2008
111. The War Of Independence! 3/30/2008
112. Mister Cliff, If You Please! (Parody From Cats - Gareth Cliff Radio 702) 3/30/2008
113. Romeo And Juliet - Revised 2/5/2008
114. Valentine's Day At The Whistle Stop Cafe (For My Granddaughter) 1/29/2008
115. Poem From Alphabet Fridge Word-Magnets (What Fun!) 1/29/2008
116. Hello World! 1/29/2008
117. Christmas In Africa 1/29/2008
118. A Naughty Nando's Poem 2/5/2008
119. Grace Before Meals - As Sometimes Said In Our Catholic Family! ! ! 3/30/2008
120. Gauteng Limericks (A South African Province) 3/30/2008

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And Jesus Wept

'Lord, if You had been here, '
Mary Magdalen cried.
'Lord, if You had been here
Lazaraus would not have died.'

She knelt before Him in the dust
She kissed the Master's feet
She washed them in her falling tears
There - kneeling in the street.

She took Christ then, to Lazarus' tomb
In grave-clothes there he slept.
'See how He loves hij, ' said the Jews
As, sorrowing, Jesus wept.

Across His cheeks down through his beard
The shining teardrops wound
Then one by one fell from His chin
Like shards upon the ground.

Jesus called - Lo, ...

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The Loner

He stood in the pathway
of the promise of dawn
and shrugged at the
warning bells of time.

He dwelt in the shiver
of an autumn without hope
and wept -
so many hills to climb.

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