Elisabeth LuesleyGreen Poems

A swirling black mess,
consumes my mind.

My heart and eyes turn green,
...

I hear the world is driven by,
Nuclear power not the wind turbine.
We try to be 'resourceful' but we fail.
Hear mother earth weep with our betrayal.
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Oh my Miss Siddal!
He loves you, oh so dearly,
And despite his wondering eye
It's you he sees so clearly!
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May the light always shine,
In the darkest of places.
May the good in humanity,
be within all the faces.
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