Ribbons of white float in the blue,
Mountains rising out of view,
Songbirds trill from Rimu trees,
I yearn for you at times like these.
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As twilight captures lover's hearts,
The purple haze drives man apart,
A silent killer from the start,
A blight on mother nature's spark!
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The golden king has made his mark,
The lust to kill makes still my heart,
The hope they seek hides in the herd,
This poet’s quill makes sharp her words!
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Ribbons of white float in the blue,
Mountains rising out of view,
Such beauty speaks of boundless time,
Beyond the curse of man’s demise.
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©Wendy Phelan - 31 March 2020
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Wendy - Empathic Tigress
Born in NZ, living in Australia. With a passion for writing from an early age. Traumatic experiences peppered my life but, gave me deep empathy and unconditional love. Poetry/writing are the best therapy and bring me peace, I hope to share.
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Wow this was beautiful