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A fusion of fuscia
An explosion of love
A full bloom of petals
White wings of a dove
The peal of the bells to ring out the day
Of loves new awakening in this sacred way
The steady mundanity of life
The balancing act of respect
Takes its toll on the husband and wife
More than they would expect
The years become chores
The petals doth wilt
The separation of spores
Of the dreams they once built
The ending begins
Signifying the doom
The petals of pain
Slip from the bloom
The peal of the bells to ring out the day
Of the death of the bloom; wilted away
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Brightly coloured plumage; exotic and appealing
Birds of paradise conveying visions of pride
The multicoloured duplicities hide
The truths that they are stealing
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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As I sit here in my home and watch my children grow
I worry for the future and wonder what will come
I take the time to educate and teach my child to know
Of the differences within this world and what person they'll become
We talk about the things in life that they will come to find
That unfortunately their world is full of injustice and poverty
I teach them about empathy and how to become kind
And encourage them to think about the world they want to see
They'll witness racism on the streets and won't just walk on by
They'll feel the indignation and anger of being ridiculed
For their sex or gender type but they'll hold their heads up high
They'll stand for justice and equality and they'll not be fooled
If they want peaceful lives and the world to keep on turning
At every opportunity they need to embrace and give love
They need to build their knowledge and always keep on learning
But also to promote this peace and give hatred the shove
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Watch how you go
As you rush home from work
The speed of your ride
Spawning dangers to lurk
The curve of the bend
As you screech to your goal
The curse of Diablo
Is taking its toll
The bus up ahead
Holding valuable souls
Has stopped at the sign
To offload them home
Your thinking is quick
The braking is harsh
The vehicle careers
Into the slow cooling marsh
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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The world today is scary
There's lunatics in charge
The views of people vary
And egos are enlarged
Why can't we share a vision
A world where we all live
And make it our own mission
To understand and to forgive
We all are our own enemies
We're quick to judge and mock
If we quickly forget memories
We all will run amok
We need to build a future
Together as one kind
To stitch and mend our suture
And start to use our mind
To build a safer place
We need to make a plan
We need to show good grace
And live as one big clan
If we do not unite
Our time will surely come
We'll end in one big fight
And our world will come undone
There will be no redemption
The war will end us all
The will be no exemption
And the human race will fall
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Perfectly poetic is what I propose to be
Predictable perceptions for all the world to see
Posthumously parodied a name on all your lips
Profanity prolific like sailors on the ships
Premeditated problems fixed with ire and humour
Predilected preferences are true and not a rumour
Prospective prosperity in spirit not in money
Perfection personified for rhymes that can be funny
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Historically the books are written by a well-known writer
The characters are formed to choose the sense of flight or fighter
The library of the mind stows away the facts from the fiction
The sequence of events unfold, memorised with restriction
The nature of the story, can cause the mind to cry
The loss of peaceful innocence in those days gone by
The imagery of barricades in a crowded stark front room
Foreboding silence and tension create a sense of doom
In the old terraced house, there’s a closure of ranks
As the fighter steps forward and the other flanks
The pushing and shoving in the silent stark room
The circle decreases and a flash warps the plume
The memories jagged as they cut like a knife
As she’s hit by the boxer and fights for her life
The dry autumnal street carpets red and gold
The crunch of the leaves cushioned the blow
The flash of the memory vivid and sharp
Innocence held with such disregard
The nature of the story, can cause the mind to cry
The loss of peaceful innocence in those days gone by
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Jealous Jill has had her fill
Of Jack's fortune and his fame
Jill is striking out alone
Creating her own game
Jill has skills, that Jack don't know
Skills that serve her well
Jill can write her own stories
The secrets she could tell!
Jill just wants to prove her worth
Dependent on nobody
Jill will prove her relevance
And live her life care free
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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Poppy picked the petals off a pink and pretty posey
Nathan knew the nonsense known only by those nosy
Sally saw the sunshine shimmering on the sea
Billy bought the butter but never brought the Brie
Tommy treated Tilly because it's time for tea
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2024
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The life of a lazydog
Is a wonderful life to live
Ignoring the snoring
Which one may find boring
You can relish the love they give
Copyright © Leigh Haynes | Year Posted 2025
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