Suzette Richards Poems
- The Swirling Mist The breeze twitches a loose curl, kissing...
- Stolen Moments Your key does not fit the door. We cannot ...
- The Fairest Cape The mild Cape Town winter weather triggers...
- Do Not Put Asunder When we met briefly, it was not you ...
- Sand Castles Building sandcastles on the beach, they remain...
- Sweet Talking It's dusky and smoky in the room. People are ...
- Albatross Like an albatross, Past clings like dross. Round...
I am a retired and first lived in the scenic town of Somerset West, South Africa. One of my favourite activities was to take a leisurely stroll on the beach near my property. Seeing dolphins leaping in the surf, had inspired me to pen my first poem, Water Dance, in May 2011. This is, also, the title of my semi-autobiography.
Since December 2013, I have made the Greater Karoo my new home... more »
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Like an albatross,
Past clings like dross.
Round my bent neck
it hangs in check
by my golden cross.
Standards from long ago;
culture difficult to forego -
I strive to survive
just the daily jive
of struggles to and fro.
I pull out the rusty nail
of old doctrines which impale
the coffin of my life.
Objections are rife,
but my soul isn't for sale.