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Alastaire
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As far back as I can remember, I could always write better than I could speak. It is a gift from God. Writing is an intrinsic part of me. I am a very ordinary person who believes in practicalities but my imagination personifies the artist in me. Many have called me to be antisocial and that writing is a self defeating undertaking but I disagree. However, in one of my poems I express how this could be true. Nevertheless, it is the road not taken that I believe is the most rewarding. God has a place for me in his grand scheme of things and I believe that with pen in hand, I can fulfil the purpose he has for me!

  January 2021     8 months ago

Submitted Poems 17 total

Burning the candle at both ends

To see in the dark,
there has to be a spark
of lightning lit on a railway line
absent and frightening.

Give us a moment
to create a movement
with a loud voice
promising a lie by choice.

"Vote for me
and you will see
with CCTV
...

– by Alastaire Arendse

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Yvette

Not Original!

You just call out my name,
and you know wherever I am
I'll come running
to see you again.

Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall:
all you have to do is call
and I'll be there,
yes I'll be there;
you've got a friend,
you've got a...

– by Alastaire Grant Arendse

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Loves me not

From the depth of my soul
to the tip of my pen,
light has grown cold
like an iceberg in the Andes.

Such is love
that is not perceived
nor accepted
to the worth of its extent.

It brings tears in the desert
of the scorned heart
...

– by Alastaire Arendse

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Kora

In the fields of my ancestors,

 a cry had begun:
"Kill the real people,
the Khoi and the San!"

From the end of a gun,
with the point of a spear
killing the peaceful
of those you hold dear.

Lost generations,
fathers and sons,
destroying...

– by Alastaire Arendse

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Reverend Kimpinde

How long is forever:
till death do us part?

 It is a calling,
a voice in your heart.

It is the silence
before us that's heard,
calling us quietly
a whisper is stirred.

We know that still voice
though doubt tends to fear
then we cover...

– by Alastaire Arendse

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