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Moon, Sun And Earth

The moon

Sits still

And watches over all of us

Tugging the oceans like a blanket

Rocking us,

Calming us,

Moving us

*

The sun

Casts warmth

And light by which we see

All the beauty in this world

Growing us,

Protecting us,

Guiding us

*

The earth

So overcrowded

Treated as if she is eternal

As if we do no harm

Providing us,

And we

Only take

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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Heat Of The Afternoon

The sun beats into this room

Like a slave driver

Heating me and my awkward thoughts

To temperatures, which make blood boil

The paper called for rain

Never trust a paper,

Who can’t even get the weather,

Close to right

But, I do nothing to counteract

The heat of this room,

Just pacing

Back and forth,

Arms behind my back

Like a general planning

A strategic war move

But I have very little

In the way of interesting thoughts

So I take a seat

Look out the window

And wonder if it’s just as hot out there,

As it is in this room

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

 

 

Slow Old Sun

High overhead

Washing out

All the problems of the day

clearing room for the relaxing thoughts

Hot beams

Extremely bright

Without worry

*

Moving across

Blue skies

taking his time, while heading west

The same as he does, everyday

So calm

So methodical

And peaceful

*

I come

By often

As often as I’m allowed time

With love and acceptance, for repetition

For warmth

For affection

For shine

© D J Loweman 2015