More dead
It’s a war zone
They are struck down
Mercilessly
They run
this way and that
but to no avail
The need for food
drives them
They risk crossing
unfamiliar
territory
I move
slowly past them
Each day I see
more on the road
Lying there dead
poor, sweet squirrels
It’s a war zone
Hope must live in song
for it breathes joy into us
Hearts fill to bursting
the overflow spreading forth
blending lives in harmony
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Its voice strong and clear
His music speaks for itself
delighting all souls
with the gift of unity
Song joins the hands of the world
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These poems are for One shot Wednesday
These lovely awards were given to me by RiikaInfinityy
♥♥♥ Today is All day
♥♥♥♥Today is That day
♥♥♥♥♥Today is You day
♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Hope day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Will day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Be day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Give day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Love day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Live day
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Peace day
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This poem is for Poetry Potluck
I am honored to receive this beautiful award from Jingle and friends
I would like to nominate PinkLady for The Perfect Poet Award
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Life flows like the river
only we, build the dams
Dams break
Life flows
Love whispers in the breeze
only we, stir up the storms
Storms cease
Love whispers
Hope soars through the skies
only we, clip its wings
Wings mend
Hope soars
Peace spreads like wildflowers
only we, trample on its beauty
War nevermore
Peace spreads
I received these lovely blogging awards from Jingle
I felt a coolness in the air today
I made a request for it to stay
It felt so nice against my skin
I thought this breeze could be my friend
I felt a lightness in my heart
A great way for the day to start
On my bike, I became young and carefree
when friend breeze, chose to come along with me
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This poem is for Thursday Poets Rally
This lovely award was given to me by Jingle
Silk satin kisses
love-lining for a sad heart
His hands fill the hole
Smiling lips cover him up
in deep-dug satin kisses
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Open wide, then reach
deep, deep inside where you’ll find
love that’s been waiting
to be shared with those in need
this is the calling you seek
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These poems are for One Shot Wednesday
The infamous reaper need not be labeled “grim”
nor, as a given, need we be in fear of him
His work is not done simply on a whim
nor, from his assignment, must sadness stem
Perhaps this hunter comes here as a friend
to find us each; a helping hand to lend
toward a beginning, not the predicted end
where goodness leads all souls to make amends
We would feel death gently passing through unseen
if from the very start, our lives had always been
lives of love, faith, and caring not wrapped up in means
death’s nightmares may never come, not even in our dreams
This award was given to me by Jingle
