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never falters no matter what
humans do to disrupt
the rhythm of life
with destructive wars
the heartbeat never falters
nor laying waste the land
with mono cultures causing
landslides in heavy rain
polluting rivers
nets scraping ocean beds
the heartbeat never falters
paint lilies appear in autumn
lorikeets screech their praises
to the flowering gumtrees
footsteps noiseless on the forest floor
the heartbeat never falters to bring hope...
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that spills over the floor
at seven each evening
watching the russian pharisee
light a candle, cross himself
while thousands suffer
bleed to death or maimed for life
at his command
still others bomb and starve
whole nations scapegoating
till it makes one puke
oh give me the sheep and dog
bringing light relief afterwards
to restore the heart to an easy beat
and let us be forgiven for our
inability to stop the raging infernos....
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a light on our path
showing the way into the day
tall trees with fulsome branches
hanging clumps of leaves
lightly rustling in the morning breeze
a horse standing quietly
listening to the murmurings
of hens slowly waking to the day
oh let us rejoice and go forth.....
I have been pondering whether to post this piece I wrote this morning with the last line...
There is so much horror and sadness in various parts of the world and we are so fortunate to live in a reasonably organized and peaceful country.
I have been reading some of the histories of the Middle East and India and China, those peoples seem not to have learned a thing, slaughtering each other with ever increasing effective weapons since history was first recorded.......
Well, this bit of poetry may well bring some joy to someone somewhere....
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to go beyond ourselves
to recognize their loyalty
is constant their trust
in us absolute their joyous
expression in life unbounded
their love for us untainted
( except at feeding times )
and their acceptance of how life is
a lesson for us all.....
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eucalyptus leaves, bark like grey silk
melaleuca paper bark smooth soft
a delight to touch, little twigs
redgum flowers like night caps
insects hide make nests
play hide and seek
tumble down deep cracks
in the black soil crickets
ibis feed on them
patrolling morning and night
silence .......
Dear Readers
It isn't always easy to leave a comment but if you can do so
perhaps use the Anonymous, I'd love to have your comment, Tineke
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hear the booming
of the bronzewing in tune
with the beating of your heart
the energy flowing
through the fibres of your being
and the day bringing forth
the beauty which you long for....
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or did we swim against it
did we hope for goodness
or did we manifest it by our
ordinary acts of bravery
in standing still to abide
thereby growing strong
because we dared stand still facing
whatever we had to face.....
hope is forever a constant
Dear Readers.....it may be difficult to put a comment on my blogs, but please do and it may have to be anon for a reason I cannot fathom.....I would love to hear what you may think of my writings..Tineke
