heather sweeting Poems

The crack of a twig, the twitch of a tail,
Something moved on the jungle trail.
Crickets chirped in the warm night air,
And all the time, something else was there.
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Social mobility, all in all is a laudable aspiration,
But is it 'up' from being 'down' or 'sideways' in any direction?
And who decides where 'up' is - by what measure, compass or scale?
Your zenith may be my nadir, your dross my Holy Grail!
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Our snow weary world tires of winter,
and rain sodden oaks plead for sun,
timid wrens mute their song in bare hedges
as Earth whispers ‘Spring has begun’.
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Busy bumbling, stirring, stumbling, wildly fanning fragile wings,
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Just before daybreak, along the strand,
A breeze chivvied clouds away from the land.
The sea played mischievously on the beach,
shifting the pebbles within its reach.
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Your passing was done in a moment,
Separating all that has meaning in life
From the chaos of being alone.
The threads of love between us stretched
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Hope sped on ahead and cleared the far horizon,
leaving no signs, no footprints in the way.
How do I embrace the concept of tomorrow
When I find no meaning in today?
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Bramblepatch was a handsome cat
A picture of feline perfection!
From the tip of his nose to his lofty tail
He exemplified natural selection!
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Little Dhara Rapsanjani made her way down to the shore,
Where the river was a torrent, from a storm the day before.
She found a place amongst the rocks, shielded from the sun
and began to wash the saris in the water, one by one.
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