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  Sep 2015 Debbie Taylor
Hayleigh
She breathes
Constellations straight into my lungs.
She leaves
Stars fizzing gently on my tongue.
  Sep 2015 Debbie Taylor
Sam Vaghi
Is tamed wildness
And manufactured wilderness-
A plastic world
All my young son will know?

I have known gritty gravel roads
And sunburnt savanah veldt.
Swam and splashed
in muddy dams and reservoirs.
I have sat high above,
in mountain peaks studying clustered clouds
close enough to reach out and run my fingers through by day,
and I have counted the dancing stars above
in vast dark nights.
I have discovered treasures in the misty valleys on early mornings
And seen sun streak through
heavy storm clouds
to colour a grey sky with radiant rainbows.
I have seen surreal snow fall
And slowly erase the world around us.
I have seen majestic beasts truly free-
Wildebeests, various buck and cautious rhinos,
Zebras that danced and played
Around an elephant that loomed high above them,
And elegant wings that whispered
upon westerly winds.

And it has all left me marked,
these magical moments  tattooed in
my south african soul-
And I am more for it - filled.
what will feed their sould now?
Debbie Taylor Sep 2015
we live in a cruel cruel world
and yet we wake up every morning
expecting the world to change
expecting today to be different
expecting today to be the day
that everything goes our way
we trudge through the day
with hope tucked in our pocket
and each night we take it out
shake it out
and put it away lovingly
in that pocket close to our heart
hoping tomorrow will be that day...
  Sep 2015 Debbie Taylor
Sam Vaghi
In the inelegant entwined paths
Of my minstrel mind
You have wondered in
And curled up
Like a stray cat
Finding a soft, sacred spot in the sun
Purring profoundly
And vibrating through
My thoughts
Much too often

And yet
you are a still a stranger to me
  Sep 2015 Debbie Taylor
Megan H
We should all look to the stars for advice
They know how to live.
Been sitting in the sky for so long
Shining for the world
Eventually dying in a beautiful explosion
That we on earth cannot comprehend
When a star dies,
It is never the end
A beautiful dwarf star can take its place
Beauty is neverending in space
So maybe we should take note-

Shine bright
Inspire others
Die beautifully


It really was always that simple.
Be happy.
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