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Sunday Sonnet!

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Impassioned pleas for mercy go unheard
When stifled by insane pursuit of greed,
Compassion languishes in tomb interred
As though from thence never to be retrieved;
Enfeebled sterile voices fail to stir
Bowels of human kindness to respond,
Vain cowardice shamefacedly demur,
By compromise their dignity long conned;
Faint, haltered hope, like gentle morning breeze
Imbues new dawning day with waking life,
Deflated spirit kindles to increase
Determination to o’ercome the strife;
As fleeting be our precious time unfurled,
As transient are the values of the world.

©Meanderings 2016

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Speak to me gently when Life’s Light burns low
And hope of new tomorrows starts to fade,
I cannot bear to hear, ‘I told you so’,
Much less to have another me upbraid;
No need past failings, oversights recount,
Nor nourish feelings fountain of regret;
Too easily fine words concern discount,
Impeding gallant efforts to forget;
Much rather proffer understanding care,
By far more wholesome than disabling scorn,
Aware that none escape the tempter’s snare,
And all are left with misconduct to mourn!
That mortals, sans exception may feel free,
Speak gently, always, to yourself and me!

©Meanderings 2017

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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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Surprised by Pleasure, theretofore not sensed,
A gen’rous gift from daughter and her spouse
Cannot by Muse, Poetic, be condensed
Appreciation, profound, to arouse;
The dulcet tones of ombra mai fu
Conveyed us into ambience of peace,
Attentive Care thenceforth would see us through,
Like infants mollycoddled in lamb’s fleece;
From board to bed, our bodies, minds and souls
Imbibed the elixir of healing rare;
Eternally contented heart extols
Experience in life, beyond compare;
Forever shall these mem’ries, like fine gold,
Occasion gems of Gratitude untold!

©Meanderings 2016

Sunday Sonnet!

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As float fair cirrus in the evening sky,
In harmony with jovial gliding gulls,
So moments of kind thoughts respite supply,
The end of day fatigue with calm annuls;
Too little do we hear the voice within,
Or heed what Mother Nature shows without,
Preoccupied with life’s perpetual din
Until neglected soul is spent by drought;
Then, driven by the spirit to survive,
Priorities, alas, must re-allign,
Lest suffering forever we contrive,
Constructive life to dustbin we consign;
Embrace the timely caution proffered here,
Adorn the precious soul with tender care!

©Meanderings 2016