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this temporary ray of sun

here
on this dew leaf
lovely spider lurks beneath
to rear in one gone moment
and death to fly bequeath
and wasn't death here needed
as her red babies swarm forth
to fill the green vacated in
a sacrifice of worth?
for just what
is one life's value?
when so many more must come
to live their timeless second in thisΒ tempory ray of sun
and isn't that the beauty
though if it is, i cannot see
it only says how utterly
expendable
are we

M ~

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Being Me

Reading your poems has made me think of something I'd not thought before. We go on about how important life is and how God helps us in this life etc etc etc. But I am not convinced. Perhaps it's not about life after all. Perhaps it never was. Perhaps it's all about death. Hmmmm.... I hope not x

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Being Me

Marion, I totally understand and empathise with your views here. Thankyou for leaving your thoughts. I am on my way to old Sarum at the moment, a very old town and castle remains etc.Β  I love the "buz" that such ancient places give x

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Marion

Me too...I love the atmosphere of chapels old churches and cathederals best of all....have a glorious day Tina...I will be deleting the above now lest the god crew give me jip lol...there are people we can share ourselves with and people we can't lol...message soon cause I love our exchange of views...HUGS xx

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Being Me

Wise decision ...lol

Have the best day you can have xx

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Neville

Oh' what a wonderfully weird n wicked web we weave .. The deeper we dare delve, is where such treasures are yet to be found .. x

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Marion

Ah no...questioning is not wicked Nev...that we are brainwashed to not DARE question...that's wicked. PS...as god is not on my party list anymore due to him declaring war on.me and mine...I am now utterly free to go wherever my mad head takes me...right now it takes me here...to a great big thank YOU for reading...hugs x

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Neville

Ah' another win win .. x

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