24 April 2024
PITY THE NATION
23 April 2024
I AM
21 April 2024
THE LAST EMPIRE
She's the Rose of England
The land where kingdoms hailed
Kings and Queens that poets deified
In verses, hymns and proses scribed.
A queen destined to reign the land
At ten, her fate divinely designed
She took the vow in faithfulness declared
Short or long, the longest she ruled.
She severed empires to give in freedom
To sovereignties to lead their own
And kept those who are willing
To get under her vast dominions.
Today, most empires are gone
Consigned to history till they last fit
New leaves and pages are being quilled
Mostly by red blood of deceit and conceit.
©️ Leah C Dancel
Copyright ©️ 22 April 2024
All rights reserved
The City of Colours
Central West, NSW
20 April 2024
DAFFODILS by William Wordsworth
17 April 2024
HAIKU 2024
#1
A summer rose buds
Draw their last blooming saga
Petals wilt and die.
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The leaves are falling
Trees stripping off their old barks
Twigs and limbs weakened.
#3
It's Fall, but, Autumn
Down Under changing season
Cool nights, slumbering.
Leah C Dancel
17 April 2024
15 April 2024
WHEN MORNING COMES
31 March 2024
THE SOLILIQUY OF THE SUN
23 March 2024
A NEW SEASON
21 March 2024
SOLITUDE
WHEN I AM OLD
20 March 2024
TOWARD ETERNITY
25 February 2024
WHEN I THINK ABOUT MYSELF
14 February 2024
IF A SEAGULL CAME
1 February 2024
WHEN YOU ARE OLD
31 January 2024
A DISTANT SCENE
Let me dream about you
While sailing away towards the sunset
Let me gaze into the twilight
With mind undazed by its golden kiss.
The tranquil mood of the sphere
Is hearkened by the moon rising above.
I'm enamoured by its alluring light;
Softly touching my bassinet of dreams.
Will you meet me on this quiet night?
That gently tucked me in a zephyr's bliss.
I heard your voice from a distant scene
Whisked by the wind in a whisp'ring swirl.
The sunset lingers on this summer night
Where strands of wisp clouds floating in the sky
Resplendent in its aureate robe
Like a crown that illumines the throne.
©️ Leah C Dancel
Copyright ©️ 31 January 2024
All rights reserved
SH-AUSTRALIA
30 January 2024
IN SEARCH OF DEAD MOMENT
28 January 2024
SAVE ME OH LIGHT
26 January 2024
I LOVE THE SUNBURNT COUNTRY
My Country – I love a sunburnt country
The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft, dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of drought and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror –
The wide brown land for me!
A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us
We see the cattle die –
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.
Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the Rainbow Gold,
For flood and fire and famine,
She pays us back threefold –
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze.
Dorothea Mackellar
25 January 2024
AUSTRALIA DAY 2024
20 January 2024
PETS
JENNY,
a golden fish,
died of unknown cause, sadly.
She lived in a Fish tank at home.
Marco was so upset.
Her mate,
old Jeremy,
feeling lonesome, was let go
into the big water to live
with all other fishes.
It's not
easy to bid
goodbye to Jenny and her
mate Jeremy, so dear to us.
It's a teary farewell.
Pets of
any kind do
give us joyful company.
They're a part of us, every day:
Their presence is a gift.
©️ lcd
21 January 2024
Pensee Poetry