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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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Evolution

Post No. 790

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Evolution

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As I gaze at the small green triangle, that was once a wide

Grassy hillside, I see the haze, the mist, closing in slowly,

Creeping downward and blanketing all in its path.

Where once there were meadows, streams and

Strong green trees, now human ants have eaten

Them all away, leaving only a concrete jungle,

Expanding by the day. Progress? Or regress?

I would rather the flower-filled view,

Changing with the seasons,

Than the neat, cemented, sanitized structures,

Impersonal clones that we call homes.

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©Denise G Allen, 10 April 2015 09:36


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God’s Garden

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From the rich and verdant greens
To bare rocks and mountain tops,
Waterless rivers with exposed beds
To those in flood, with banks of mud,

Infertile sand where naught will grow,
Deserts dry and baked by heat
Where the wind creates its art,
Grasslands and bushes of scrub,

Lakes and seas, reflecting
The breeze, a thousand trees
And animals galore with birds
And fish to complete the scene,

Flowers of every shape and hue,
Strong or delicate to touch or view,
Our earth is God’s garden,
Unequalled and unrivalled by man,

Original, unique and diverse
As only He can devise,
We have to maintain and sustain
This unequivocal treat for our eyes.

©Denise G Allen, 20 May 2014 14:48

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