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When I first started writing I used to 'think' in poetry. Now not so much so it was fun to re-visit some of my early work.

The Quality of Mercy.
A mouse doesn't ask for mercy from a cat. It can't meow the syllables.
Though its stomach is full, the cat,being unacqainted with mercy,
will toy with a mouse.
Does the tiny heart that beats to bursting point, feel eternity?.... while pinned to the floor by that mighty paw! Any soldier could tell you.
Suzanne Delaney

Orsie
My cat is so magnificent
Each of his whiskers lies content
His purrs are so benevolent.

Morning Glory
The clouds have on the blush of dawn
And birds give voice to early morn.
Now spreading light pulsates with life
With joy another day is born.

Fairy's Dilemma
The fairy was stuck in the cobweb
The spider was hungry and near
But she whipped out her golden scissors
And snipped herself free from Fear.

Mind and Heart
Impressions are like footsteps in the sand,
They leave their mark as surely as a Lover's hand
On Mind and Heart.

Teddybear Dreams
My Teddy bear stayed in Toyland
When I out- grew Childish things
He stayed there in carefree moments
And lives on in make believe dreams
Alone on the bed he ponders
He heaves up his shoulders and wonders
Looking and longing for Childhood
That can never come again.

Attachment
Mother you gave me life and breath,
and yet I asked for more.
Lover you gave me self and worth,
A peace I waited for.

Sense of Betrayal
Lies are a thin veil -
A filmy shield
Through which the heart can sense
The shape of betrayal

Grains of Truth
Aware of our potential-
We sift the sands of our past
Until huge dunes block our heart
and pile up in our minds
And make a desert of our Souls.

Minotaurs All
We are all separate entities-
Isolated in the labyrinth
Of our minds.

Tuesday, September 22, 1998
Eve's Advocate
With cold eye, beady, dead in space,
Uncoiling with hypnotic grace,
Slow motion skin - an awful lace,
To silent earth, no sudden trace.

Friday, November 6, 1998
Weed in a Crack
Arid soul with barren mind
Sees desert where oases' stand
In concrete bare, instead of courage,
Sees a weed he should discourage

Poet's Impasse'
Why should I add another word
To words that everybody's heard
Because
To say, "The morning web is hung with light."
Is not to say,
"A spider gathered jewels today."

Eternal Read
Let heaven be a library
Of books a great infinity
And on a cloud I'd fill my need
To read and read
And read and read

Hands of Fate
Sophisticated games
All aimed at selfish gains
And motives devious and real
Around the mind like strangers steal

Feline Wonder
My cat's back hocks are so comical
She walks like a teen Lolita in her first high heels
She teases all the tom - cats with her feminine, feline wiles
But never intends - to make one of them
The champion of her nights

Gem of Ages
The Earth is a living Opal
A vital jewel in space.

Blue Flowers
Blue petals - Fragments of sky
Notions, emotions
Forget - Me - Nots sigh
Bring me blue flowers when I die.

Indelible kiss.
Blow me a kiss. How intimate it seems to my soul. The memory of it,
is now stamped in my mind, indelibly. For that instant
we remained connected across the space between us.

Endless Beginning
Are Eternity and infinity equal? On and endless journey
in an un-mapped cosmos would eternity run out?... before I reached infinity. Entering a black hole I might find myself ?......at a dead end in space......
or falling into the threshold of time.

For Randomlings Poetry Contest

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