Diana van den Berg
Diana van den Berg Poems
- Wall Of Darkness I stood and looked in the cool of the ...
- Africa Sings Icy mountain mornings laugh in liquid ...
- If I Woke Up Black if I woke up black I would sprint at once...
- A Difference Made When dark crawls small around the throat, ...
- It's The Africa In Me It’s the Africa in me that loves the ...
- Alone Perhaps it was intended that I walk alone.
- Good Morning God Good morning, God in this picture-book, ...
Unlike Princess Diana, I am old (a wonderful word!) , ugly (well, certainly in comparison with Princess Diana - and who cares? - not me! - in actual fact, I don't really think I am ugly, but find that difficult to say) , alive (all the time) and happy (most of the time) .
I am an animal lover (all animals - wild and domestic - including snakes, spiders, frogs, scorpions, etc - every creature that walked, hopped, crawled, swam, flew, slithered, anything-elsed the planet) and very interested in ecology of all kinds. My garden is an indigenous forest (a small one) . My children, when they were small used to give me indigenous trees for birthday and Christmas presents.... more »
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Wall Of Darkness
I stood and looked in the cool of the twilight -
the sun was peacefully sinking low,
her last rays glowing and lovingly encompassing
the world in a soft and rich, warm glow.
Suddenly a trembling, rumbling, grumbling
shook the world of that mighty plain.
and out of the east, with a powerful thundering,
the wild black horses of dark night came,
Tossing their heads as they galloped in number,
their tails outstretched in the whistling wind.
I stood transfixed as they surged towards me,
unable to move or turn away.
Larger and larger they grew ...