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Dearth

Post No. 892

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Dearth

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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

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®Denise G Allen, 02 November 2015 07:12

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Night, Wind and Son

Post No. 871

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Night, Wind and Son

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I wake in the night

To the moon and stars

Shining ever so bright

Embellishing the skies

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The wind whispers His name

Rustling through the trees

Who are you, I ask

I am He, it replies

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The Son, heaven’s crown

Blesses all He shines upon

Bringing life-giving rain

Relief from heat and pain

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©Denise G Allen, 09 September 2015 18:04


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Rain

Post No. 810

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Rain

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I kneel on the grass

with the rain on my face

rivulets run

trickle down

between my breasts

parched as the ground

the earth and i

bone dry under the sky

drops melt, meld into one

vanish into cracks

fissures in the rocks

my tears disappear

consumed by the air

and the pain…

washes away in the rain

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©Denise G Allen, 01 June 2015 03:25


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Clouds

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They sail on high and fill the sky

With shapes asunder, large and small,

Harbingers of rain, or thunder,

Giving relief to the thirsty earth.

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They move without a single sound

As shadows creep across the ground,

Separating, pooling, as the wind blows,

Journeying as far and wide as the sky goes.

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©Denise G Allen, 24 July 2014 09:41


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These are the Things…

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An act of kindness,
a smiling face,
a baby bird,
God’s bountiful grace,
a new-born foal
finding its feet,
helping another
to cross the street,
healing rain
on my skin,
the joy and peace
I feel within,
the sun’s rays
shining through the trees,
cool misty mornings
with a crisp breeze…

these are the things that make my soul sing ~

these are the things that make life fulfilling.

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©Denise G Allen, 15 January 2014 09:00


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Our Journey

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A gruelling journey

Over mountain crags,

Steep cliffs, wide clefts,

Waters-falling, echoes calling,

In sun and rain, arduous terrain,

Boulders, rocks, and stones,

A TAXing, TIRing test

Demanding our very best

To culminate in sucCESS.

If it were easy, stress-free,

Our victory would be worth-less.

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©Denise G Allen, 24 March 2013 07:11