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Morning

Post No. 807

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Morning

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Drops of dew hang suspended

From flower petals and leafy trees,

From grassy blades appended,

Twinkle like diamonds,

Sparkle like stars

Amongst golden rays;

A simple garden,

A magical fairyland,

A place, a space on earth

For imagination’s birth…

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©Denise G Allen, 27 May 2015 17:21


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Heatwave

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Mornings of mist and mystery

Before the sun awakes,

Slakes his unending thirst,

Drinking the last drops of dew

And sucking dry the clouds

Hanging pregnant in the sky.

Midsummer days…

Breathless pulsating heat

Throbbing through the air,

Life-draining lethargy,

Absolutely no energy…

An artificial atmosphere

Feeding pre-cooled air

Satisfies the well-heeled,

But cold showers are best

For the rest…

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©Denise G Allen, 04 February 2014 11:15