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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.
Bees, birds, bugs and bobcats, Mice, rats, rabbits and wildcats, Blossoms, bunnies and bladder pods, Ducks, bulrushes and butterflies.
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.
Salt and Pepper Shaker
Salt and pepper shaker, Talk to me a lot, Whether the customer, Advice sought.
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,
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.
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.
My Wings Won't Fly
My wings flew fast yesterday. But today they won't flutter or fly. The regimented structure, Makes me loudly cry,
My laughter resounded through the trees, Then bent around the stream. This laughter had turned to tears, When disturbed by a bad dream.
Whirrrrrrrr - Cars! ! !
I rode in my mommy's car. The other cars drove by. The others cars made a whirring sound. My mommy's car made me sigh.
Palm tree fronds, swaying in the sun. It was that state, the California one. I surmised that the beauty came from this state. I remember from the heat, my thirst did slake.
Cooling water, you quench my thirst. Of all the drinks, I choose you first. The global resource, continents wide, All waters side by side.
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.