Whispers

Autumn Leaves

Whispers
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Golden leaves drift gently on the breeze

Whispering through the air, winter is nearing,

Coldness is raising its fingers of ice,

Reaching, stroking, freezing the earth

And the leaves gather around on the ground

Mourning the mini-death, simulating sorrow

As if there’s no tomorrow, but most of us know

That all-Ready summer is on its way,

And winter’s stay is restrained, contained

To only a few months of the year where

We recover from summer’s unrelenting heat

And so the beat of life continues its circle

Round… and round… in an eternal revolving ring

Around the sun…

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©Denise G Allen, 29 April 2013 05:28
Photograph: Author with my cellphone during or pre 2010

Meanderings

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My mind meanders like a river

‘Cross polished stones and burnished sand

Feels the ripples of the water

Running o’er my burning hand

Where the sun has warmed my bloodstream

The liquid gently damps it down

And my fingers dribble slowly

Wash away my mental frown

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©Denise G Allen, 28 April 2013 05:55

Trees

Approach 1

Approach 2

*Edited

I thank you, God,
for giving me
the ability to see
such beauty in a tree.

Young Trees

Gardens

Mature Tree

Copyright: Poem and Photographs: Denise G Allen, 27 April 2013, 04:49

Two Tomcats

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I am torn in two –

Is the black cat there?

You have had your food –

Is the black cat there?

You have had your drink –

He’s as black as Indian ink –

You were half tame when I took you in,

Both of us in need of a friend

To keep us warm through the cold, cold night,

But he is wild and won’t come near

When you are here.

He’s as dark as you are fair

With a cloud of grizzled hair,

Emerald eyes glow in the dark,

Float in space on invisible face –

How many lives does he have left?

Poor hungry feral cat, all alone

Without a home, bereft…

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©Denise G Allen, 25 April 2013 08:06

Second Hand Life

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We are lucky to live in the here and now

More than one life it is possible to lead

Always supposing we have learned how to read

Books galore – whatever your fancy

Other worlds, other words

Romance, adventure, true life and fiction

In all the tongues of the world

Recordings will suffice with clear diction

Or projection of pictures, both moving and still

One can also discover (uncover) a skill

Life imitating art mimicking life…

But remember life is for living

We are starring in it –

So don’t waste a minute…

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©Denise G Allen, 24 April 2013 05:51

Time and Space

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Intractable, invincible,

Relentless, unstoppable,

Inexorable, inescapable, unavoidable,

Time…

Youth fades as the dew falls,

Seasons come and go,

Life can last for a minute, an hour, a day,

A week, a month, a year, a decade,

But never… forever…

As things are now.

Time takes its toll:

We can run the race,

Keep up the pace,

But when our time is up,

Our place in space complete,

Our life on earth replete,

There is no escape.

Our golden years are all too short

And autumn leaves must fall

Until spring’s new shoots take bud

For a spectacular new birth.

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©Denise G Allen, Monday, 22 April 2013 06:48

God Weeps

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God weeps

At man’s inhumanity to man

As man cuts a bloody swathe across his own

Evil smiles at his devilish tricks

We must join hands for peace

Bond together to defeat

The evil one whose plans

Are under-hand and under-way

We must not sway from right

Not always easy to tell, but pray

For our Father to show us the path

And learn to harken to His voice

As He gives us the choice

‘Tween good and evil

‘Tween God and the Devil

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©Denise G Allen, 20 April 2013 07:25

For a really positive take on the Boston bombings have a look at Connor’s post:

http://mynameisconnor.com/a-few-thoughts-on-boston/

Loyalty

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My shame is your shame

Whence it came

Honour is no more

Pride comes before a fall

I am mortified by your disgrace

Cannot bear to see your face

Where innocence lies thereon

The lies you believe over me

And cannot see the hypocrisy

Where is the loyalty

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©Denise G Allen, 15 April 2013 05:34

Trust

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My trust lies in the dust

trampled underfoot

my soul is exposed

as a worthless part of the heart

revealed as nothing more

and nothing less

than just another word…

I need another world

another space where faith

can teach me to trust again

and not barter trust

for a place in the sun

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©Denise G Allen, 15 April 2013 09:17

Just Relax…

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I have just received this lovely video from Jake at http://poemsandponderings.wordpress.com. Enjoy… Thank you, Jake!
C u 2morrow. Denise.

ONE OF THE BEST VIDEOS I’VE SEEN!…
This is in HD, I hope your computer can view it that way.
Click the switch in the lower right corner to view in full screen.
The Ocean as you may have seen it……