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Bitter-Sweet

20 June 2017

Bitter-Sweet

Post No. 965

24 March 2017

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Why do you hate the hand that feeds you?

That taught you and brought you out of the night

With goals of upliftment and education

But usurped by a nation of greed?

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Is it Pride that comes before a fall?

Accept with grace what help is given

Swallow your pride and let yourself be driven

To outstrip everyone and run on your own

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Copyright: Denise G Allen 20.06.2017 14:44

(Think out of the box)

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Why?

Post No. 965

24 March 2017

WHY?

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Why do you hate the hand that feeds you?

That taught you and brought you out of the night

With goals of upliftment and education

But usurped by a nation of greed?

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Copyright: Denise G Allen 24.03.2017 06:58

 


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The Harvest

Post No. 964

14 March 2017

The Harvest

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Blood of my blood,

Bone of my bones,

Land of rock

And land of stones,

Withered and weathered

Where nothing grows

And mankind reaps

All that he sows.

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Copyright: Denise G Allen, 14.03.2017 14:32

 


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On Global Warming

Post No.963

22 January 2017

On Global Warming – A Warning

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Reaching for the sun,

Stretching higher and higher;

The greatest funeral pyre

Turns, and burns the earth below

Baking, flaking the once-rich soil,

Sucking it beyond the boil,

Searing, tearing, ripping asunder,

Moaning, groaning with voice like thunder,

Cracks, fissures and bottomless pits

Open gaping maws to swallow bites –

Our drying earth,

Our dying earth.

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Copyright: Denise G Allen 22.01.2017 07:00

 


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The Teardrop

Post No. 962

14 January 2017

The Teardrop

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Long long ago,

Before time,

When space was an empty place,

Silence reigned.

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A golden globe,

A shining orb,

Materialised

Like a spinning top.

And the whole world lies

In this single drop –

The key to life.

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Copyright: Denise Allen 14.01.2017 02:3o

 

 


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The Silver Line

Post No. 961

30 December 2016

The Silver Line

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There is a silver line

That runs between sea and sky,

Betwixt this world and next.

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If I could only fly

I’d see the new world wait for me

And when the lightning rends the air

A glimpse of shining gold appears,

A window quickly closed –

The future not exposed.

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Copyright: Denise G Allen 30.12.2016 12:00

 


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Sleep Baby Sleep

Post No. 960

24 December 2016

Sleep Baby Sleep

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Softest, softest drizzle,

Cool air rocks the cradle,

Sleep, baby, sleep;

Prepare to bear the weight of the world,

The crown of thorns,

Joy and sorrow await your tomorrow.

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Copyright: Denise Allen 24:12:2016 08.15