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a poem about my Grandma Dorothy H. Thicke nee Dacre
February 25, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
a poem about my Grandma Dorothy H. Thicke nee Dacre
February 25, 2023
Shelley Audrey Wilson
Victoria, BC
Maybe
I’ve never been a Peasant starving
then dying in the streets.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a Prostitute
selling tricks and treats.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a Prisoner,
a rebel in defeat.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a fearsome Pirate
stealing as I please.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a warrior Soldier
killing on command.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a Sovereign reigning
in a distant land.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a hero Saviour
setting others free.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’ve never been a martyr Saint
nor aspiring to be.
Maybe in another life,
some other life, not this…
I’m just who I am now
and how I wish to be,
maybe growing wiser,
following my bliss…
(June 29, 2021- Shelley Wilson)
Like Butterfly and Bee
So many boring lawns
give me sighs and yawns.
Like Butterfly and Bee,
it’s Flowers that I seek.
Whenever they are found,
I stand on ‘holy ground’
in awe of what I see-
timeless Beauty before me.
These forms of priceless worth
are treasures of our Earth-
Life’s precious Flower and Seed
gifting our global need.
How barren would this Planet be
if not for Flowers of Plant and Tree
kissed by Beauty’s Butterfly and Bee?
Shelley Wilson
February 3, 2013
(Note: This poem leaps from boredom to awe to a question. Another
question arises. Where are the Shield Technologies and Inventions for
harmful Electromagnetic Frequencies created by our Modern
Technologies, especially Telecommunications, that are having an
increasingly devastating effect globally on Human health (particularly
cancers that cause great suffering and death) as well as harming other
Life-forms? Every action and inaction has individual and collective
consequences. Our health and well-being depends on the health and
well-being of this Planetary Biosphere in which Food-producing
Flowers and pollen-carrying Butterflies and Bees play such an
important part. It is a known fact that Humanity’s Technological
Electromagnetic Frequencies are having a disruptive and destructive
impact on the whole Biosphere. Everything is connected and
interdependent. Where are our protecting Shield Technologies and
Inventions?)
May your Spirit shine brightly,Shelley
The Peony
lush blossom opens
a pink vortex draws me in
oneness bliss serene
The Rose
a white rose opens
the mind quiets and grows still
now I am the rose
The Tulip
tulips awaken
last year’s death now this year’s birth
I too am reborn
Shelley Wilson
July 1, 2012
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