This poem in rhyming couplets, and the links within it, reflect the past, the present, and the future.
then and now, sacred cows
a poem by punkie
azure skies
days gone by
cotton clouds
sing aloud
hummingbirds
cheep warring words
a summer breeze
stirs christmas trees
mothers’ daughters
pray don’t falter
painting nails
in elder jails
planes above
trace expat love
nursery rhymes
recall old times
sooth elder sighs
with lullabies
birth tender joys
with children’s toys
cut wild flowers
in thunder showers
or dance a jig
with jillian’s pigs
sip sweet wine
drink poison brine
resist the drugs
doled out by thugs
pious sows
and sacred cows
shame on one
begotten son
hear death rattle
in final battle
sucking air
cold despair
breathe in shallow
fallen sparrow
eyes tight fixed
on pick-up sticks
light and free
at half past three
split lies asunder
six feet under
eternal rest
hole in my chest
tears like rain
to ease the pain
heaven hails
evil fails
the ghostly pale
tell tattle tales
hope arises
life surprises
broken hearts
find brand-new starts
© Susan Macaulay 2013 – 2015. I invite you to share the links widely, but please do not reprint or reblog or copy and paste my poems into other social media without my permission. Thank you.
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