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All Is Not Right

. Down where the oregano blooms The fog is thick as milk It is stretched out like a cheese cloth veil Or a dress of fine silk The moisture drips from Oaks and eves Birds sing a soft morn's song Roosters crow across the small creek As if now nothing's wrong Ah! All isn't right in our world Fog's covering of gray Says wrong isn't black but shades of white Injustice oft displayed When did it become right to hide Sin, by sinning much more Has God's morals changed here lately Will He even the score? Finis' Sara

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Robin Davis

Date: 4/13/2014 12:02:00 PM

Sara Such a deeply moving and truthful write. Full of meaning and honesty that makes the reader think. Thank you for the nice comment on my Antiques poem. Hugs

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 7/14/2013 3:17:00 PM

This spesks volumes dear Sarah..Powerful message

John Loving Iii

Date: 7/13/2013 2:20:00 PM

this has me thinking of Paula Dean. i think they should lay off her. this whole thing has me sick. and i think they are worse than she for all the pursecution. potts shouldn't call kettles black.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/13/2013 9:51:00 AM

Yes, I think I got its meaning before you finished it, Sara. Good job!!

Kim Van Breda

Date: 7/13/2013 6:06:00 AM

Beautiful poem on Gods creation so carelessly destroyed with sin and injustice. Yes, God has every right to even the score, but patiently He waits , graciously, as we strive to become more like His son.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/12/2013 12:25:00 PM

wonderful sampling of thick mist against a greeat poetic backdrop, sara... would love to see how this ends..:) huggs!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/12/2013 9:14:00 AM

Fog could be an outstanding metaphor for the world not being right any more. If you developed this further in that vein, you could have a masterpiece. Anyway, I enjoy the imagery of it already.

Poet Tacito

Date: 7/12/2013 8:10:00 AM

There is a certain surrealism to the fog. It's almost like a misleading solitude, simply covering the song of Mother Nature. Excellent job!

Russell Sivey

Date: 7/12/2013 6:58:00 AM

I love this! You have brought the fog back into you poetry yet again...and I love it my friend! This is a very beautiful and lovely poem! I surely loved reading this amazing piece this morning! What a fantastic poem, Great Work!!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 7/12/2013 6:28:00 AM

- Thick morning fog is a bit sad to wake up to ..... hope the sun will come out. - Very well written poem, by our skilled poet Sara! - Have a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

John Posey

Date: 7/12/2013 5:30:00 AM

Sara, this is so captivating. It really puts your talent on display... Love ya ...Jake