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The frosted pine needles glimmer in the sun,
While squirrels grab a cone, then on the run,
Now birds gather at that feeder, eating away,
So many surely they will empty it all this day.
Thermometer reads, it is twenty- eight below,
Awhile the roof tops are piled high amid snow,
It seems, so undisturbed in the great outdoors,
Merely leaving it to the imagination to explore.
Looking out this windowpane, it is not so hard,
Simply imagine that you’ re in a Christmas card,
Only capturing a picture of such clarity and hue,
Because each moment lapses, changes the view!

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DL Jenings

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Sometime we just need to breathe,
Step back, a simple life to achieve.
As in those thoughts find serenity,
Planting accord, back in this crazy!

Hope granted, and not be assigned,
Stillness in the soul and calm mind.
Is to not judge on what we shall see,
One day it could be you with a plea!

To hold this unprompted goodness
Becomes easy, and so spontaneous!
Engaging smile in passing is natural,
Dialogues with sincerity and beguile.

Once more seeing in another’s eyes,
And without envoy, nor any despise.
Given humankind hope, a new birth,
Planting accord, in leys of this earth.

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DL Jenings

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There seems, another on the other side,
Gaze in that mirror, simply they collide,
Look into yourself this must not gratify,
Only, that suffering and hurt do satisfy.

Life seems to mean nothing to you at all,
And a desire to watch the tear drops fall,
Forming a darkness with each word said,
Simply, that’s how your tempest gets fed.

That game you play it will collapse down,
Alike thunder crashing the words pound,
One day, you must heed the rules or lose,
Be your chose, love or one of those fools.

You offer not conclusion, but loose ends,
Then to this, you nonetheless do defend,
Hence out of touch, now ran out of time,
And pitiless as your life begins to unwind.

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DL Jenings

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Why, is it so hard to say goodbye,
To these words, some try to deny,
Only love, it is not always so true,
Trusting one makes another blue.

Unleashing words at extreme cost,
Dreams wasted those disputes lost,
Loves surely barred behind a door,
Hence, it has no meaning anymore.

Merely, it is lost upon that incubus,
Only a vision is granted, a stimulus,
Now, saying what notion I dwelled,
However, that oath was not upheld.

Truly must leave the thoughts alone,
As they appear hard, but been sown,
Just to this love, that weight is heavy,
Cause a broken heart, is a pricy levy!

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DL Jenings

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We are taught, to hate those who hate,
Is this, not blindingly setting one’s fate,
Ignorance is not any bliss simply a pun,
As the words assail, as shot from a gun.

Be adrift, with a false banter deters one,
From reaching reality our verity is done,
It’s misinformation they certainly stack,
But some understand this holds us back.

Merely government shoving this uncouth,
Only lies are lies, cannot change the truth,
Laid upon lost promises, problems ensue,
Doubt in what been said, we won’t pursue.

Unjustly, no one shall erase those dreams,
They’re as deep as any ocean it does seem,
But it appears getting shallower every day,
Be wading in this, their puddle of veracity.

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DL Jenings

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