SONNET TO SENSE
Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 3:21 pm
SONNET TO SENSE
Maureen Clifford © The Scribbly Bark Poet
At night when velvet curtains hide the sun,
this dark backdrop highlights the brightest star,
and out here one can hear a boobook call
while dingo’s yodels echo near and far.
I simply sit and listen to the quiet
and thank whatever God it was who made
such beauty – free for all the world to share
and hope that we can wake up – see it saved.
Let’s put aside our petty jealousies
allow some common sense into the play
and realize that we could lose it all
if we continue on our feckless way.
We vandalize our earth. Oh hear her wail –
we have but one. So dare we let her fail?
Maureen Clifford © The Scribbly Bark Poet
At night when velvet curtains hide the sun,
this dark backdrop highlights the brightest star,
and out here one can hear a boobook call
while dingo’s yodels echo near and far.
I simply sit and listen to the quiet
and thank whatever God it was who made
such beauty – free for all the world to share
and hope that we can wake up – see it saved.
Let’s put aside our petty jealousies
allow some common sense into the play
and realize that we could lose it all
if we continue on our feckless way.
We vandalize our earth. Oh hear her wail –
we have but one. So dare we let her fail?