Sand Castles
Sand castles on the beach,
but still far out of reach
of the encroaching waves
which wash into the caves
like an unwelcome leach.
The tide will wash it away.
Eden will passionately sway
to the rhythm of the wind.
A moment never to be rescind.
Build the castles anyway.
The sand will always be
just sand and infinitely free.
Whether we use it or not,
it will eventually come to naught,
but the memories remain with me.
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The African Man
Fierce in his inherit pride
to belong to his own tribe.
Since the Cradle of Mankind,
others were left far behind
when he took Life as his bride.
The African plains are vast.
Culture and customs which last.
Knowledge of the vast *veld,
mixed with believes long held.
The *induna's spell was cast.
Moon bright smiles on faces fan.
From Cape to Cairo they span,
in ochre hues of earthly tones,
hiding strong ancestral bones:
The gentle African man.
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The Swirling Mist
The breeze twitches a loose curl,
kissing the brooks as they purl.
I hear the whisper in my ear -
the message becoming clear:
Obligations around me furl.
It gathers from nowhere.
I want to escape from there.
It sodden the leaves underfoot.
Dusk is falling like soot.
The mist cocoons me here.
Softly it kisses my cheek.
The visibility becoming week.
The swirling mist my protector:
The shifting position vector.
My disposition infernally meek.
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Crows
They are circling my house rooftop.
From vantage point to wall they hop.
Irritating noise filling the air,
becoming just too much to bear.
But I ‘m too much of a milksop.
Poisoning them, out of the question.
I'm for green peaceful rendition
to rid myself of this black pest,
so that I can get morning rest
from this unwelcome infestation.
Their natural habitat destroyed
when new building schemes deployed.
Trees and feeding grounds lie barren -
Not a trace of rabbit warren.
I'm unreasonably annoyed.
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Listen to My Tears
Forgiveness you have asked of me
Don't you dare walk out that door
Listen to my tears, mirror of my fears
You have hurt me to the very core
Forgiveness you have not earned
Your many lies had taken their toll
Mirror of my fears, listen to my tears
Shed in the darkness of my soul
Forgiveness you do not deserve
But, to heal, I will bring myself to
Listen to my tears, mirror of my fears
Ignore the signs that we are through
Forgiveness you shouldn't soon expect
Her name you call instead of mine
Mirror of my fears, listen to my tears
For our love lost, I will always pine
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Golden Autumn
The soft sunlight bathes
the last of the flowers.
The gentle sea breeze
kisses the branches,
releasing the sensual
scent of the lavender bush.
I'm drinking in the
moment - savouring it.
It spills over into
pleasant past memories:
People whom I've known
and warmly loved.
I reach out to an illusion
of strong emotions conjured
by the senses. Knowing it
will be lost as soon as
I try to capture it again.
Standing still now. Satisfied.
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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.
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Supermoon
The black waves are sparkling
with diamonds, as the tide rises.
The super moon is ever drawing
me into its magical power.
The trajectory it takes, brings it
closest to my world. Phenomenal!
It softly bathes me in its beams -
its virginal cheek turned to me.
I want to reach up and stroke
the sensually velvet surface.
I don't want to think on another
night when the moon shone
this intensely and brightly
and wild cats darted amongst
the cold rocks on the beach.
I don't want to remember
your passionate Judas kiss -
I didn't know that your heart
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Writing On The Wall
When you see the writing on life's stark wall,
do not let other's opinions hold sway.
Life wouldn't give you lights to prevent a fall -
No green, amber or red to flag your way.
Through life's busy highways we navigate.
Warnings there might be; as well as guidance.
These customs and lessons taught, we will rate
and heed, even if it our hearts should lance.
We pay the price for the choices we make.
None will step up and own up to his advice.
None will dry our tears for those we've forsake.
In ignorance we rolled the loaded dice.
Rightly or wrongly: Dare to still walk tall.
The writing is on our life's whitewashed wall!
© 2012 Suzette Crous
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The Fairest Cape
The mild Cape Town winter weather
triggers blooming of the Heather.
The Erica shines their lanterns
amongst the Foxtail Ferns.
The white clouds overhead feather.
The Silver Trees create a foil
against which the flora toil.
The King Proteas are gearing up
to supply a feast for birds to sup.
The Cape Cobra in slumber coil.
The Aloes have many a use
and can withstand much abuse.
The fiery red Cape Honeysuckle
led the cultivated hedges to buckle.
Mountain fires lit by the obtuse.
Our proud heritage was in full bloom -
a rambling pathway the only room.
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