Post No. 916
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Bees, Bugs and Butterflies
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As I watch the sun
Breaking through the clouds,
As I smell the rain
Soaking in the soil,
Dripping from the flowers,
The birds burst into song.
Let the naysayers be wrong;
The world is alive again,
Saved from the brink,
And no matter what we think
God is in His heaven.
Bees buzz,
Shiny beetles eat rose petals
And butterflies flutter by…
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©Denise G Allen, 18 February 2016 07:19
Post No. 915
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The Droplet
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As I watched
The line ran
Glistening silver
Towards the edge
Hesitated, elongated
Then drooped over
Poised to fall…
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©Denise G Allen, 13 February 2016 03:04
Post No. 913
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Sunshine and Rain
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Rays of sunshine reach down below
And the foliage beneath ever upward grows
Wisps of white float on high
Cotton wool clouds feather the sky
Cool the heat where shadows fall
Sip up moisture for rain to pour
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©Denise G Allen, 11 February 2016 09:25
Post No. 912
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Help
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O Lord, our Father
Only You can change this earth
From negative to positive
Let us construct not destruct
Advance not retreat
Back and forth and round about
You are our axis
Nothing stands still
This world whirls around your wlll
Open our eyes to realise
We are nothing without You
You are the sun, the moon, the stars
You are creation, and all is in motion
To bring us back to You
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©Denise G Allen, 05 February 2016 08:13
Post No. 910
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Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
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Past, present, future
Shades of lilac and blue
Been and gone
Over and done
History;
The here and now
Unfolding like the wings of the wind
Feathers flying in the breeze
And nature breathes;
Then the mystery of the morrow
(Joy or sorrow) lies before
but God is all we know for sure
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©Denise G Allen, 30 January 2016 16:35
Post No. 909
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Light in the Dark
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Ice cold bones
Insides ashiver, psyche aquiver
The sound of rain echoed my pain
Bound by impenetrable darkness
A pinprick of light
A voice calling out
Was I all right?
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©Denise G Allen, 27 January 2016 13:44
Post No. 908
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Kindness
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God’s love gives birth to kindness
whose gentle light both soothes and guides us
through the darkness and the mists of life
giving us peace throughout the strife-
torn world about us, holding us safely
on destiny’s path, aiding our ascendency
to our Father’s spiritual home
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©Denise G Allen, 25 January 2016 10:16
Post No. 906
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Artists
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Little gods with feet of clay
Under pressure from within
To create as themselves were made
In the image of He who wrought
The beauty of the world displayed
For those whose eyes are opened wide
And whose senses forever sought
To complement the portrait brought
And laid as offering to the only One
Capable of original thought
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©Denise G Allen, 10 January 2016 10:01
Post No. 905
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The Paintbox
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All the colours of words
Contrasts and
Shades of meaning
Music revealing feeling
The paintbox of our lives
Whether in neutrals, pastels or
Vivid, livid living hues of
Lightness and brightness
With traces of shadow
Eclipsing the sun
From time to time
Immemorial…
Ethereal…
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©Denise G Allen, 15 December 2015 10:23
Post No. 903
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Nightmare
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Life blood leaks down the walls
Black shadows crowd in the halls
The old house shivers and shakes
While dark memories keep him awake
Memories that won’t go to bed
Memories that crowd in his head
Troubled, constantly whirling
Tossing and turning
Seeking escape from his thoughts
As the night drags slowly
Tick by tick and tock by tock
And the sun lags lazily behind the clock
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©Denise G Allen, 10 December 2015 15:55
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