Poem -

the gormless sheep

the gormless sheep

it stung the
~~~~~~~~

poor white moon who had the
grace
to dim herself
Behind the clouds
Which startled when the
shuddering trees
Rocked with the noise and
dropped their leaves

And all this on a silent night
the terrified owls all
took to flight, and cats
who'd sat
on walls and fence now yowled
And yowled their great offence

and dropped the mice, who off
did flee, amazed to be alive and
see...
Twas only god who stayed
asleep and possibly
The gormless sheep
Twas after all just one more
Scream, not near enough
To break his dream

Anyways

M ~ ... artwork my own
 

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Jac Tales

I love the powerful colors and the wonderful technique of your art. Great Poem Also. All of the Best. 🙂

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Marion

Oh thankyou... really...what a fab comment. Rhymes... this is you isn't it?? x

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Jac Tales

Yes Marion. It is Me. Starting a small page with some of my best stories. Nice Write.

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Bernadete van d...

This is something else! Please, please, Marion, don’t  stop writing
I just love your crazy writing. Give me some more poetry. Plenty more. 

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Marion

What an absolutely beautiful comment... I shall treasure it B... thanks so much X

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John Loopstra

This is strong stuff, lively imagery - I can picture my own cat's indignation at being disturbed in the aftermath of a successful hunt(😱)... "the owls all took flight" - love that line in combination with "a silent night" No one hears an owl's flight 👍 expressive artwork, far too often I feel like that when the tenth client calls in a mere one and a half hour and the computer beeps the arrival of yet another e-mail, while the job at hand should have been done a day ago🤣. Keep at it and safe ♥️

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Marion

😆😆😄... we gotta love our cats lol... amazing creatures!! .. it's so good to see you back... thanks so much x

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Neville

Just you go to prove me write after such a relatively long time why don'tcha our M .. haven't I always said you are an artist of great talent and such diversity .. Excellent stuff gall with both pen and a brush .. x

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Marion

Hello Nev...Well it's a long time since I've been called 'gall' lol... but you know... I think I like it very much. Cheers for a lovely comment my friend x

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John Loopstra

Aye, I have always loved my cats (since I was a student in Amsterdam, and took in some cats back in 1987, cats I had known for some three years - a friend had a lover who said: "the cats are gone or I am out of here". I still think she made the wrong choice, but then again, I would not have had my own cats... 

Thanx. I found Bernadette van der Wielen thanks to you 🤣

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Marion

Aw I'm so glad ... she is not to be missed, a lovely lady and an amazing writer. I agree about cats... I have never been without cats and dogs by my side... unfortunately I rate them more than people 😆😆😆

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Being Me

Wow, wow WOW!!  Anguish and imagery have been perfected in this!  Your painting, too, is just superb xx

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Marion

My grandkids said if I called that art I need to go back to basics and start with colouring again ... so I posted it anyway...course I did 😆😆😆 thanks again Tina... sincerely X

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Being Me

Hahaha...they said what??  Take no notice ... they are young ... they are still learning .... lol x

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