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SWEET CHILD ON THE BREEZE

They blow without care
The leaves...

to lay diamonds and jewels in
the bare meadow fields
to catch in the thatch there, up
high in the eves

They do not know...
Their mothers are dying

the roots ever weakening
in bleak creaking screams

unfurling and shifting
in a nightmare of dreams

Swaying like ships on a raging
grey sea...

An ever growing cancer  But
the leaves do not see...

the Great trunks belying the
truth of the dying
but Gaia knows well
and Gaia lies crying

a Great mutilation and Murder
for wood
the humans destroying the
planet for good

a lung that is gasping for
clean air to breathe
though the leaf does not know
this

sweet child on the breeze...

The wild wind knows well, but 
He will never tell....

Marion Price(2020)

 

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Jill Tait

Haha I’ve been singing sweet chiild of mine allday lol pinned for sheer brilliance ❤️💕❤️

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Marion

I know I heard you that's why I wrote this....I thought...I can hear Jill singing a song about sweet children so I'm going to write a poem about sweet leaves...that will really fry her brain!!  PS...you can't sing!! 😆😆🤣🤣🤣🤩 Thanks love 💕

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Jill Tait

Pml well u coulda coz I was beltin it out xxx🤣🤣❤️💕❤️

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Marion

I heard you 😬😬😬😱🙉🙉🙉😁

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Jill Tait

Teeeheeeee well God help u then 🤣🤣🤣

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Marion

I have told Cherie to bring her boyfriend back.on here...told her we miss his fun...fingers crossed!! And where is Greg these days??
Our children are leaving home one by one Jill 😱😱😱

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Jill Tait

Awww I know I play word games with him all the time Greg I mean xx

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The fish of the sea

Love this nature poem. It's so very clever and well thought out. This one must have taken some time Marion! I envy your talent ;). Kind regards. The Fish of the Sea 

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Marion

Hiya love...no, I never sit down and work at poetry, the words just form.in my head, normally while I'm walking the dogs or driving or shopping... I have to catch them quick then or they are lost forever( sometimes that is for the best 😆) thankyou for your kind comment 💕

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Marion

Thankyou my friend 💕

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Patrick Epperson

Brilliantly penned and soulfully felt!!

keep on with this magical pen of yours....

Patrick 

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Marion

Aw thankyou sweet man 💕

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Being Me

Well I don't know how I missed this!  Glad I see it now, this is a beautiful, soulful write! Awesome work x

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Marion

Thankyou love...so.much...💕

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