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Sunday Sonnet!

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Fear not an unknown venture to engage,
Nor let resistant doubt your hopes becloud,
Though failures past bright future would upstage
And low esteem the promising enshroud;
The coldest winds of winter oft betray
Enlivened kith and kin yon curtains drawn,
Determination faltering thoughts allay
Like burgeoning light announces ev’ry dawn;
Though dark the night of self-belief may be,
Confounded by unhelpful words around,
The Spirit opens fading sight to see
That evermore God’s grace in all abound;
Assured, faint hearts are never left alone,
When faithful venture into the unknown!

Meanderings 2016

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Sunday Sonnet!

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Perched high above green, open countryside,
Endowed with gifted vision so acute
That faintest faunal movement, far and wide,
Cannot escape keen eyes of taloned brute,
The martial eagle waits on rocky crag
While far below prospective prey keep watch,
No chance for their alertness e’er to flag
Lest they expose themselves to hunter’s snatch;
Apparent in this pre-destined design
Resides a rhythm of to be or not,
Regardless of a privileged bloodline,
Such vantage instantly can be forgot;
As joyful be the moment of one’s birth,
As transient be one’s sojourn here on earth.

Meanderings 2016

Sunday Sonnet!

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Freedom of thought let no one disallow,
The stuff of progress, true, thereof is made;
No wholesome fruit is borne on broken bough,
Nor truth survive if censure speech forbade;
Thought with impunity precedes the word,
Utterance of which to ownership commits;
Denial, then, must surely be absurd,
Lest to hypocrisy a fool admits;
Inebriated hauteur can seduce,
A shallow-bottomed mind, to verbalise
Unconscious reservoir of vile abuse,
Which, in the end, leads to his own demise.
Uncultivated, barren, rocky field –
Much to be done afore it fruit can yield!

Meanderings 2017

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

Sunday Sonnet!

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When in the quiet of my solitude,
Unshackled thoughts take flight to sites unknown,
No challenge can their energy denude,
Nor have they qualms wherever they are blown;
Such gay abandon bouys their boundless joy,
Like fearless birds of prey out on the wing;
None can their appetite for fun destroy,
Or prematurely shall them homeward bring;
Yet, when their haring spirits are well spent,
And flagging gaiety shall be no more,
Then rootedness to longing shall give vent,
Contentment to the reverie restore.
Breached reservoir of creativity,
Allows unbridled giftedness to be!

Meanderings 2017