When Summer Beats

August 26, 2019 at 11:03 am (Poems) (, , , , , )

When summer beats upon the shore,
we’ll stand and watch it’s hue, allured
by Nature’s power and grace, as if
in awe… as if in her immortal face
we find some comfort, some respite
from human cares.

So in my prayers I call the sea,
in dreams I gather clouds;
beyond all bounds I call on Nature’s dignity
to dress this broken rock
with warmth and tender flowers.

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August 24, 2019 at 6:30 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , )

As Amazonian forests burn
and indigenous people,
deep in history, rich in knowledge,
who tend and defend our distant
lifeline, cry “Listen!” and we
Nod “Yes,” to the sound of
trees falling, and wonder “What is

As we speak about high values
and postulate in the West
whilst failing to equate poor welfare
with inadequate care,
making mistaken presumptions
that we can continue to
treat people with disdain and
they will continue selflessly.

As we buy beef from those who
kill us and sell our natures,
and will not even bury us in
a place where souls can breathe…
It takes a most of us a lifetime to
understand the poetic entity, where
micro consciousness is vital
to the whole. So read again,

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August 19, 2019 at 9:20 pm (Poems) (, , )

At times she wondered

By what route she came to this?

Under what star was she born

So sheltered, yet so exposed?

Empty vessels find their capacity

Deep in dark waters.

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August 7, 2019 at 11:23 am (Poems) (, , , , )

She bit the wrong apples,
while conversing with serpents,
dressed ‘inappropriately’
Did all that we do…

But Eve grew immeasurably
because of her journey,
and never took for granted
the faith of a few.

Now, in another garden:
the place that Eve planted,
made from ruined chances,
and sadness and pain,

Is a bounty abundant
with fruits of compassion
where kindness and solace
are growing again.

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