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The Blackbird
The blackbird sang his troubled song so loud and urgent – Calling calling. Where is his brown beauty? Was she the one we found flown her body to rest near the Holy one? And his cry goes on and his tender tearless eyes search for his beloved in vain.
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Old Souls
Above, the blue sky stretches while trees in winter greens sleep quietly and long ago souls watch the ice crystals craze the boughs, and shadows lengthen revealing an artist’s palette of sugary earth and autumn browns; And under the rotting foliage faithful creatures hide sheltering from the biting cold. ——————— The earth breathes again as…
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Climate Change Blues
Climate Change Blues The oil, the machine, the plastic, motors, petrol, aeroplanes, coal fires, palm oil, synthetics, acid rain, and deforestation were not the problem ever because it was you and me, man. ————— We stopped nurturing the earth silenced the niggling voices sought the highest prices and sold so many species short. They spoke, clearly…
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Destruction
She bent over the bare page and remembered the scenes on the news and groaned How to put into words the horror and human degradation? —————- As someone thinks it’s a right thing to snatch away lives, break bodies like shells and dreams and smash and crush into fragmentation. —————————- She saw the bloodied…
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Resurrection
It was like an earthquake when it happened; his soul dropping into the flayed flesh with a thump. ————————- He lay shocked by the immanence of the bloodied corpse the frigid flesh and the cold of the darkling tomb. He fought to move fingers and lifted his head, scarred by thorns and saw the fissures…
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Mary is for real.
What was that?’ Mary asked sharply. ‘You thought he would be with the little ones and the women? when now he is a man to be numbered amongst men!’ ——————————– Tears on her lashes, Mary’s anger spilled over to the one who had given her this precious child, a boy who was now wretched and…
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Mary is for real.
(Luke chapter 2: 41-50) ‘What was that?’ Mary asked sharply. ‘You thought he would be with the little ones and the women? when now he is a man to be numbered amongst men!’ ——————————– Tears on her lashes, Mary’s anger spilled over to the one who had given her this precious child, a boy who…
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Love
Early Spring Loving I would lay on a bank of violets entwined with my beloved. We would caress and kiss amidst their sweet scent. ——————————- I would not my sweet so lie in the early Spring, chilled and soaked by a purple speckled mound. Lets away to lie on a woollen wrap, as passion’s sweet…
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Plastic Warfare
The clouds floated on the face of the water, which flowed silently under branches of trees. Nothing moved nothing stirred but the grey water. ———————- Up above the sun shone cloaking the trees in burning heat and searing the ground; charring the last vestiges of grass that were not burned by the salt laced stream.…
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A knife through the heart
She clutched the photo that had brought her so much joy but now her hammering heart was bruised and broken. —————————— She damped down her rage, afraid to feel that ferocious force which had flared fisting her hands, as she tried to heed the so sad sympathetic officer. —————————— She rocked back and forth and…
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