Mary Mc Creath Poems

To move beyond an isolated
Group, to meet others who
Are different and wise.
...

They come from
Outer space
Within
These
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Light green, bright green,
bronze sun glittering.
Hoot coo, twittering.
Blue sky, dark sky,
...

Jacaranda in full bloom,
points it's branches to the setting sun.
Gentle breeze rains blossoms from on high
to carpet the earth with their purple dye.
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POP

TV black, white,
noise vibrating,
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Where is God?
Outside?
Inside?
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What makes me be?

From parents two,
I came to be.
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'Come'! Said a voice.
'Where? ', I replied
'To me', Said a voice.
'Who, are you', Asked I.
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I followed
And slowly came
To see
This being
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The light
Came closer
Lived right
Next to me
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