Sunday Sonnet!

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He sat, distraught, upon the broken bench,
A dark cloud, fast approaching from the east,
Behind his back a wreck dispensed its stench,
While at his feet lie shattered dreams, deceased.
But yesterday, he saw a fresh new dawn,
Yet flames of cruel misfortune intervened
To leave today and future naked, shorn,
A mass of diverse human lives demeaned.
Alas! Within the quagmire of distress,
Compassion sounds the clarion call of hope,
Largesse, response of human kindliness,
Providing all necessities to cope.
Out of the ashes of despairing pain,
Phoenix of Will to Live will rise again!

©Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Do not the thought of vengeance entertain,
A guest intent your person to consume,
Until few dregs of self-respect remain,
And gracious honour finds an empty room;
Pursuit of recompense, a tortuous route,
Is littered with the shards of broken dreams;
Traversing vile terrain can be a brute,
Assailing hapless with nightmarish screams;
Richer, by far, the more enduring trove
Of virtue, that, within the soul resides,
Like luscious fruit within celestial grove,
Requital in domain of God abides.
Reprisals have the custom to return,
Of hand that wields the fire, the fingers burn.

© Meanderings 2017

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Brevette #5

Deceit
D i s i n t e g r a t e s
Democracy!

©Meanderings 2016

Dawn!!!

Strike the flint!
Catch the spark!
Bone dry wood begin to smoulder;
Slender tufts of smoke,
Fanned by draughts of air,
Grow hurriedly
As glowing embers
Tongue their liquid flames…..
New Fire!

©Late Harvest 2009

Unwise!

Stay Warm!

Summer is long gone,
Winter makes her presence felt,
Folly turns his back.

© Meanderings 2015