Suzette Richards

Rookie - 153 Points [Su] (Cape Town, SOUTH AFRICA)

Suzette Richards Poems

1. 27 April 1994 4/27/2015
2. Albatross 4/22/2012
3. Autumn Dawn 4/22/2013
4. Bowl 8/23/2012
5. Breeze 6/5/2013
6. Cape Town Weather Forecast 10/9/2012
7. Crows 11/23/2012
8. Do Not Put Asunder 5/4/2012
9. Freedom 8/23/2012
10. From Purgatory To Paradise -new- 7/17/2017
11. Golden Autumn 4/4/2012
12. I Had A Dream... 9/15/2014
13. Illuminate 9/6/2013
14. In Silence Lays The Answer 5/27/2014
15. In The Forest 7/17/2014
16. Inexorably 6/5/2013
17. Listen To My Tears 10/13/2012
18. Mildewed Expectations 5/27/2014
19. My A - Z Affairs 10/20/2012
20. On Dream's Frayed Edge 1/7/2013
21. Once In A Blue Moon - 20 August 2013 8/20/2013
22. Peace And Harmony 4/29/2016
23. Perception Of Freedom 10/6/2012
24. Petrichor Of A Waterfall 11/6/2014
25. Poetry In Motion 1/9/2013
26. Rewards Bloom 5/28/2013
27. Sacred Ibis 8/23/2012
28. Sand Castles 5/4/2012
29. Setting Sun 1/7/2013
30. Stolen Moments 6/17/2012
31. Supermoon 6/1/2016
32. Sweet Talking 5/1/2012
33. The African Man 8/23/2012
34. The Bee 7/6/2013
35. The Caged Bird Sings 9/3/2012
36. The Face Of Love 8/18/2012
37. The Fairest Cape 5/28/2012
38. The Fish Eagle 8/23/2012
39. The Foundlings 6/30/2013
40. The Song Thrush 5/5/2013
Best Poem of Suzette Richards

Stolen Moments

Your key does not fit the door.
We cannot meet anymore.
I have tried to say 'Goodbye',
but you will be the one to try
and keep this pledge as before.

The champagne stood chilled,
ready for our glasses to be filled.
The lights are turned down low
and the music playing is very slow.
This last meeting by me willed.

The coded knock on the door
signalled me to quickly pour
the glasses to half measure.
I let in my life's treasure.
Your presence fills my very core.

Our bodies hungrily entwine
fuelled by the ample wine.
Passions are ...

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Sand Castles

Building sandcastles on the beach,
they remain for now out of reach
of ever encroaching waves,
which noisily wash into caves
like a most unwelcome leach.

The tides will wash it away –
Eden will passionately sway
to the rhythm of seasonal wind.

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