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Sunday Sonnet!

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In preparation for the festal day
That marks when their Emmanuel was born,
With fervent prayer and lights in rich array,
Devoted faithful hearts and homes adorn;
The masses, though, in their pursuit of fun,
Seduced by tinselled sirens’ cunning lure,
Unspoken quest forever leave undone,
The empty, deeper human need to cure;
And yet, unearned, tidings of grace abide
Within the carols, sung by one and all,
That lack of joy and peace shall none betide,
Until the world at large be held in thrall.
Hail Grace, emergent from virginal womb,
To Grace, emergent from unfettered tomb.

Meanderings 2017

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Be wary of the thoughtless word that sneaks,
Well-masked, into the innocent converse;
A pitfall which way-lays whoever speaks,
Whether it be in common speech, or terse;
Too easily, too often humans meet,
As is the wont of Homo Sapiens,
In deference to politeness, stop to greet,
Lest they be deemed outlandish aliens;
To treat the other as you treat yourself,
With unreserved acceptance, and with grace,
As though such be the Oracle of Delph,
Will never either’s dignity deface;
Proffer not that of which you know the least,
For you, such words may be a bitter feast!

Meanderings 2017

Sunday Sonnet!

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Into seductive, beck’ning far beyond,
Creative thoughts of fancy take their flight,
Like famished vultures to their prey respond,
They hasten to their realm of sheer delight;
Reflections from the past impulses feed,
Abandon casting caution to the breeze,
Distraction not allowed to slacken speed,
No senseless intervention, if you please;
Alas, ’tis in the nature of a dream,
Completely unpredictable to be,
Converting appetising Devon cream
Into distasteful, curdling whey with glee;
For flighty thoughts your heart to fill with grace,
Let reverie reality embrace!

Meanderings 2016

Sunday Sonnet!

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They glide in numbers on the evening air,
Cavorting soundlessly with maven grace,
Their wavelike moves attest to artful flair,
Such aptitude none other can replace;
These master mariners one needs to see
In flight, their splendour to appreciate,
Their rhythmic dance induces reverie,
The most disturbing thought forms to sedate;
Observing grand display from where I sit,
Reclining in a chair in garden, still,
A thought occurs to me, may I submit,
These denizens perform, my heart to thrill;
The most banal of nature’s spectacle
Is pregnant with potential miracle!

Meanderings 2017

Sunday Sonnet!

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We search for endless years that niche to find,
From unrelenting meddling thoughts apart,
That ambience to inner growth resigned,
And discontent forever can depart.
Mere mortals grow accustomed to their fate,
Seduced by concrete transients for their roots;
Inclined the wiser counsel to berate,
Deferring to more palatable fruits;
Yet, deep within each selfhood there resides,
Unquenchable desire to attain
Much more, surpassing earthenware, besides,
The stuff of which endures beyond all stain,
May God his gracious gift to all decree,
That peace of ‘letting go’ and ‘letting be’!

Meanderings 2017