General Poetry posted December 26, 2017


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Desolate

by Dawn Munro


Desolate

Long day is swiftly turning into night.
It was a lie embraced, and nothing more?
You can't believe that you are ever right
to leave a trusting woman to implore

you keep your word. "Unworthy!" is the scream
reverberating deep within my soul.
I dedicate my life to peace, and dream
of joy to mend a shattered heart, make whole

the victims of a world gone mad with grief.
Though others mock and look to scandalize,
in you I prayed I'd found some damned relief.
Someday humanity will realize

indifference sown is flower for a grave,
not ointment for a fes'tring, open wound.
A prayer for those around who can be saved,
a healing touch, a loving ear attuned

can save us all from this - a desperate plight:
a day that's short, and always turns to night.



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No - the book is NOT full of dismal poetry. It shows how jaded views can be turned around. A novel is a journey, with conflict - why couldn't a chapbook also be a journey? This is just one poem. (Here's the next one - it's deleted at FanStory, so I'll include it here; maybe that will give those reviewers who don't pre-judge the idea - my plan for the book. Thank you for reading. "Ideasaregems" - Dawn) (I see 'Evil Eddie keeps adding strange symbols to my poem - believe me, they're not in the manuscript - it's not me. But please let
me know if you are seeing them. I keep correcting, but they reappear.)

Send An Angel

It's not enough to say You love me,
show me that it's true.
Renew my heart, restore my soul -
You know I worship You!

My prayer is never-ending,
still the suffering exists -
young babies blown apart by bombs,
and poverty persists.

Your pow'r can move a mountain,
yet You blame sin on free will?
Are some men wicked-minded? Yes,
and some will surely kill,

but what of that sweet innocent
who languishes, so sick?
Is cancer that poor person's fault?
Is love some kind of trick?

For my part, I accept my due -
perhaps I've been too bad.
But why say I'm forgiven, then
allow me to be sad?

I pray for just a closer walk
beside You, and to see!
If I am wearing blinders, then
I ask You, what's the key?

It's not enough to say to love
our neighbors as ourselves!
You tell us we must show we care,
but non-believer delves

into Your Word from time to time,
and we still cling to hope.
Please, Father, send a messenger
to help Your children cope.


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