![]() Gentle On My MindA Poem by Christine Anne Shaw
Let this planet be a place
of gentle thought and kindly deeds. Extinguish all the fires of hate that grow like mould on old stale bread. Each one of us is doomed to die, but let it be by natural means and not by those whose hatred spills to torch our world and flame it red. While in their beds our young ones sleep, what scope, what hope, no wonder I search out for answers and for peace when travelling in the pre-dawn sky. A crescent moon blows me a kiss and Venus winks but yet I hear beyond the heavens hurtling down an echo sobbing in my ear. © 2018 Christine Anne ShawFeatured Review
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29 Reviews Added on December 18, 2018 Last Updated on December 18, 2018 Author![]() Christine Anne ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutSo happy to be here at Writerscafe, have received such a lovely warm welcome. I am looking forward to reading lots of poetry and getting to know many of the talented poets here. Happy to review, but h.. more..Writing
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