Sunday Sonnet #2


Ask not how deep the selflessness of Love
Needs be, to service human brokenness,
When we perceive clear images thereof
Apparent in young children dead, no less;
Pre-occupation with one’s personal need
Can blind one to the faces of despair,
Reclining in the warm embrace of greed,
Unable or unwilling aught to share;
How strange the native instinct to survive
Persists with not an inkling to relent,
Intent on keeping hapless souls alive,
Until the dregs of energy are spent.
For some would end their lives under a stack,
While others cease to be because of lack!

Β©Meanderings 2016

18 responses to “Sunday Sonnet #2

  1. Might I have your permission to reblog this??

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  2. I love this…it should be posted on everyone’s wall so they read it when looking at themselves in the mirror! I would also like to re-blog this poem, E!… I realize the re-blog button is tacit consent, but I like to see the re-blog coming, so thanks in advance. πŸ™‚ Good writing…

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  3. Beautiful. . .both the thought and the saying of the words. Be blessed today and always.

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  4. Reblogged this on Skramblin-Geezer and commented:
    Another instance of Bushka’s wonderful gift.


  5. Reblogged this on SOMETIMES and commented:
    Here is a lovely Sonnet from my friend Bushka over at Autumn Ambles (thanks for the re-blog, E.!)


  6. Pingback: Sunday Sonnet #2 – SOMETIMES

  7. A great contribution Elliot.

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  8. What a great write. This one is my favorite of yours. I don’t know how to tell you how much I love this.


  9. moonskittles

    Such a heartbreaking piece Bushka. You got me teary eyed.. May we always strive to do the right thing.

    Blessings, hugs and love!

    Dajena ❀


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