I often see your face in the sky looking down at me , and my heart jumps.. Then it unravels and I want to cry for it is just a cloud turning into white lumps. That woman who took you is at my window. ...
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Author: Ina Orton
I started writing poetry about 25 years ago, but like most people suffer from Fof , fear of failure.
I am 65 years old and live in Bloemfontein, South Africa. Worked in Public Libraries for 34 years and am retired now. I am divorced and have a daughter and a son ,1 grandaugter.
The memorial service was on Friday.. We said goodbye to you my best friend. I wonder what you would think, say about the mourners, all in the latest trend. Beautiful praises were said about you.. I re...
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Winter is a strange season… It is more than being intensely cold.. Changes me without valid reason into a hesitant person far less bold.. Confidence in myself is hiding somewhere.. I become a di...
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I waste so many days walking through distant,ancient memories in a thousand different ways.. Reliving, thinking of old stories that happened in my long ago life. Am l losing remnants of my mind? Why r...
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It was early Decmber 2001I can’t remember the exact date, but I do remember a feeling of elation,a gladness,joy of being alive and well like the song ” Summertime and the liiving is easy&#...
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Hoekom doen julle, mans dit, en dit gebeur aanhoudend keer op keer! Is elke man bang ek wil op sy kop sit terwyl hy my net wil tem en dan beheer! Gewoonlik weet ek, sien ek gou. Die oog en lyf praat...
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Training.. A small word with a huge concept! It starts at birth when the baby struggles his way into the world.Then mom takes over as she bonds and feeds her her newborn. She is teaching him to eat an...
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Donker woorde bring donker wolke in my pynlik, gemartelde gemoed.. Dit is soos vlymskerp, vurige dolke wat my binneste oopvlek, wonde vol bloed.. Niemand ken werklik ‘n ander se verlede, verstaa...
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Silent screams lodged inside my clogged, parched, and tortured throat.. I feel the painful tears,I want to cry! Yet the tears would not come as if remote from the wounded, bloody heart.. It was beaten...
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I went to the doctor for my six monthly checkup on Monday. When you are in your sixties that is just another thing you have to do.Like with a car or, any other vehicle, certain parts don’t funct...
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