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Sunday Sonnet!

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Find ample time for others, thought to spare,
Whose daily lives encroach on hunger’s edge,
Their faltering hope consumed by deep despair,
Reserve of courage purposeless to dredge;
Amidst the bustle of your festal cheer,
So often driven by obsessive fun,
Unnoticed, wander eyes and hearts of fear,
For whom to stay alive is all but done;
What tidings does the Manger Infant bring?
How are the homeless housed and famished fed?
As Seraphim their Alleluias sing,
Shall Gracious God provide the daily bread?
Divine Assistance wields not magic wands,
But works through willing human hearts and hands!

©Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Can Reason supersede blind Ignorance?
Can Daylight intervene where Night prevails?
How shall the Truth to waking blind evince
Unless untold disaster it entails?
How brutally perverse must Power be
Before the God of Justice intercedes?
Is this the end to Land of Liberty?
A culture, vile, that revolution breeds?
Nay! See within the Nation’s marrow set,
Enduring mores bequeathed by sage forebears;
Would that these tenets People ne’er forget,
To honour them allays all future fears;
Let Hearts of Courage untowards assail,
That Spirit of Democracy prevail!

©Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Confronted by steep hills say not, I can’t,
Unless you know what lies within your means,
An insight which, to mortals, most, is scant,
For who can tell what lurks within the genes?
‘Impossible’ can maim the boldest heart,
Reducing what ‘can be’ to ‘cannot be’,
From thence, hopes, instantaneously depart,
Disabling human spirits to be free;
The blackbird renders fulsome morning song,
A gift by Mother Nature well endowed,
The blossom blooms itself among the throng,
Existence raison d’etre is thus avowed;
Engender in all beings self-belief,
Life cannot have a better leitmotif!

©Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Within the confines of this darkened room,
Surrounded by unspeaking silence, I,
Undaunted, rise to front oppressive gloom,
Its ogre-threatening gestures to defy;
Encouraged by the endless lack of sleep,
My broken spirit leans towards distress,
In mortal fear portending dungeons deep,
From which redemption beggars trust, no less;
Yet, deep within the soul resides a spark,
Though buffeted by life-destroying storm,
Retains its luminescence in the dark,
The embers of the faintest hope to warm;
While breathes a being on this transient earth,
Persists the prospect ever for rebirth.

©Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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When I opine upon your pristine face,
And ponder on the marvel of such grace,
The calm demeanour of persuasive smile,
Enjoin my hasty gestures to restyle;
Too easily your counsel is declined,
Committing us to suffer, much maligned,
Yet, constantly your presence at my side,
In gentle whispers, courage does confide;
Upon each thought and action kindly pour
The elixir of Father Time before
They, with determined missive, take the wing
And all but goodness to their purpose bring;
To you, fair Patience, do these words appeal,
Lest, for my indiscretions I must kneel!

© Meanderings 2016