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Sounds of Music

.

one

single

gentle

pluck of the chord

and the sound

vibrates, resonates

stirring the air

shivering, quivering

in my ear

.

one

single

velvet

breath of Pan

and the sound

sooths, smooths

through ev’ry pore

calming, embalming

my core

.

one

single

tender

tap of the skin

and the sound

rebounds, resounds

lost and forlorn

a beat in the tempo

of time

.

©DGA 22 May 2012 10:30


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Spring Rains

.

Spring rains wash away

Winter’s signs of death and decay,

Settling the dry and powdery dust,

Cleaning the air enabling us

To live and breathe in harmony,

To procreate and propagate,

To carry life forward from the past

Into the future where at last

We’ll find a way to live in love

Guided by the One above.

.

©DGA 22 May 2012 07:24


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Mothers

.

Like any sample of humanity

Mothers vary from kind and loving

Generous spirits

To mean, long-suffering

Tartars and martyrs,

From plodding dinosaurs

To social butterflies.

Care-full or care-less

Chances of getting a great mother

Are just as good as they are bad,

But we view one another,

Offspring and mother,

Through rose tinted lenses of love.

.

I shall not be putting any more posts on my blog until WordPress have fixed up all their problems, eg. email notifications from other blogs for which I have not asked.

©DGA 14 May 2012 08:25


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Late

.

Too bad

You’re late*

He was waiting

At the gate

You weren’t there

Too busy

With life’s game

No time

To let him in

So He couldn’t

Erase your sin

.

This is a play on the word ‘late’.  Many people in South Africa use the word to mean ‘dead’, e.g. ‘He is late.’ meaning ‘He is dead.’

Refer:  (Revelation 3:20)

©DGA 07 May 2012 06:06