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Post No. 892




I pace back and forth

Watching the clouds in the sky

Blowing hither and thither

Holding on tight to the rain

And I feel their pain

Squeezed, squashed,

Contained under pressure

Unable to explode ~ for now ~

A few drops the day before

Evaporated as they touched the earth

Sucked upward before they

Could slake the thirst of the soil…

And the clouds scud away

Lightning, thunder threaten

To tear them asunder

But no, the time is not right

The clouds are not ripe

And all we can do is pray

For a soft, gentle rain to soak

The dryness away on another day


®Denise G Allen, 02 November 2015 07:12



Post No. 891




To those who fly on gossamer wings,

To those whose hearts continue to sing

Despite their tears,

Despite their fears,

Despite their lonely path through dark,

They will one day be able

To soar higher than an eagle,

With stronger eyes and matching wings

When they are become as hatchlings

In the Kingdom of Heaven


®Denise G Allen, 29 October 2015 12:23

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Colours of Life

Post No. 890


Colours of Life


Some lives appear to be lived in Technicolor®

Others in palest gray

Do they denote shades of happiness

And do they change from day to day

Or perhaps they reflect personalities

Contentment, excitement, nervousness

Joy, hope, fear, fretfulness ~

It remains for the artist to decide

Which colours predominate

And which colours will override


©Denise G Allen, 26 October 2015 07:16

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Small Reminder

Post No. 889


Small Reminder


Just a small reminder

That winter is almost gone

The nip in the breeze

The bite in the wind

Raises tiny bumps on my skin

Prickling, bristling

A shiver runs up my spine

The last of spring days

Before the summer sun

Changing season

By day or by night

Fluctuating ‘tween cold and hot

Erratic weather, while God decides

Whether or not

To allow summer in…


©Denise G Allen, Friday, 23 October 2015 08:49



Post No. 887




Head feels fuzzy, stuffed cotton ears,

And the room rocks gently

Confirming my fears:

Something wrong coming on.

Beepee always good so it’s not that.

No cold, no cough and had a good laugh

At efbee this morning, while the cat

Was sick on the mat ~ drat!


©Denise G Allen, 20 October 2015 08:25


The Raw Heart of Africa

Post No. 886


The Raw Heart of Africa


Civilisation peels back the skin

Of sophistication ~

No more than a veneer

Layered very thin ~

Over Africa’s raw heart.

I bleed to see how

It was used and abused

Bribed over generations

Corrupted, outsmarted

By men who stole its wealth.

And, infected now itself,

It cannot reverse time

But openly try to recover,

Unwrap what was papered over.


©Denise G Allen, 16 October 2015 13:30


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