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Vera Sidhwa Poems
Traffic light with red, yellow and green, With red warning us to stop in life, When we go so fast we do not see. I like that traffic light warning me.
Death Is My Friend
Death is my friend. We lie together on the ocean blown sand. He is my gentle guide and saint.
Thorns and Wildflowers
Does it seem that this field, Laden with wild thorns and wildflowers, Mean that thorns would gain power, Over freshly blooming petals,
Salt and Pepper Shaker
Salt and pepper shaker, Talk to me a lot, Whether the customer, Advice sought.
Bees, birds, bugs and bobcats, Mice, rats, rabbits and wildcats, Blossoms, bunnies and bladder pods, Ducks, bulrushes and butterflies.
Fingerpads and Keypads
Fingerpads and keypads, In rapid fluttering motion, Moved the story along, As if they knew it's way.
Border in the Sand?
I slid around the wet sand's, Border between it and I.
He Entered Into Battle With A Blunt Edge...
He entered into battle with a blunt edged sword, But he did not know quite why. His sword selection was done without motive, To battle and kill his fellow man.
Children on the Streets of India
The girl of twelve told me, A different but then the same story, That boy of four told me, His idea of what life should be.
I once met you, in the middle of a forest. I pretended I didn't see you. Your garb so beautiful, your voice so sweet. It made your grace so complete.
Chocolate truffles and lollipops. Chocolate bundt cakes and large cakes. Chocolate cocoa drinks and Herman drinks. Chocolate shavings and icing to boot.
Love kissed, Ego killed. When love flung it's arms around him, Ego unlocked them to push them away.
I stood still, In the pouring rain, Then jumped on The side step of a train.
My Oh My Baby Aren't You Cute
My oh my, Baby aren't you cute, Showing tender tiny fingers, Showing tender tiny toes?
Comments about Vera Sidhwa
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Traffic light with red, yellow and green,
With red warning us to stop in life,
When we go so fast we do not see.
I like that traffic light warning me.
Traffic light with orange signals,
Graciously leading us to slow down.
When we're leading our lives so fast,
With the orange in the traffic,
We cannot go fast.
Ah green, I love my green.
It's the traffic light's nicest scene.
Green is a traffic dream.
You can always keep driving, driving, driving.