Hostage

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Promises are made to be broken,
Thwarted,

Made again,
Whilst Jasmine pours,

Perfume;

Where God,
Is an impression, a

Figment,
Asking why, if

Birds and fish and,
Creatures of all kinds,

Flourish,

We terrorize each other,
Impossible,

Even at crimson sunsets, to
Be the first to apologise, and

Stop polluting the Earth?

Picture – ♦Reuters/Daily Mail

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We don’t dance anymore

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We don’t dance anymore,
And it happened so quickly.

We sold our souls on the galactic market,
For peanuts.

The Earth recovered though, its
Nature.

We sold everything to be together,
We did, and

Life happened.

This far down the line, we’re all that’s left and
You still are,

The most beautiful thing about me.

♦Photo:  Mary Pendergreene

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Published in: on November 4, 2015 at 08:24  Leave a Comment  
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Walking with butterflies

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She shifts with the breeze,
Neon white with blue streaks,

Antenna filtering for blossoms,
Fabulous,

Owning the street,
Owning the couple,

At sunset before,
The roundabout,

A dusty butterfly that will not let go,
Wafting beyond reach,

Before the hawk and
Gently away –

Ever been a glass-wearer looking for your glasses with,
Your glasses on to begin with?

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Published in: on August 14, 2015 at 19:33  Leave a Comment  
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