GORDON BUTCHERS Poems

The wise old owl sits in the tree top
Hidden out of sight,
Watching, and listening to every sound
In the dead of night.
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Love is out there
Love is for real,
Love is a cure for hate
And any anger we feel.
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The air was still
Humid and warm,
With an eerie silence
A prelude to a storm.
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With the onset of darkness
She appears from her lair,
On the edge of the woods
Her prey beware.
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Dolphins souring gracefully on the ocean waves,
A scene of pleasure and joy,
Swimming through their fragile environment
That is so easy to destroy.
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Swallows begin their long journey south
To escape the winter cold,
They fly across a landscape
Of autumns brown and gold.
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Beautiful world
Of blue white and green,
From outer space
Such a lovely scene.
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If there are problems
That you think you can't turn around,
Don't bury your head in the sand
When harsh decisions are abound.
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The dark shadow of a large corvus
A mere crow,
No'a bird far larger far more supreme,
The harbinger of doom so they say
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Why do they say that the grass is greener
Far greener on the other side? ,
We always said that our grass would always stay green
But instead I think it has died.
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