AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Sunday, July 18, 2010


Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ The never-ending grocery docket - is there a pronderance of want over need?
One Single Impression #125 ~ Preponderance

A preponderance implies an ugly weight
Pushing the boundaries of the bearable
Sweeteners too sweet
Sour tensions in overload

Like the lengthy
Grocery docket
Where the final want list seems longer than the intention
And the ultimate cost is
The weighty consequence of
Unfettered needs

But imagine
A preponderance of

No docket charge
No dueling wants and needs

In fact
Can there be such a thing?

Too little love is a travesty
But too much is not an option

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Kathie Brown said...

Wouldn't it be nice if this could be true and love would blanket the world and melt all hate and greed and fear? You present this idea very well. I like the analogy with the grocery list and how wants exceed need.

Amity said...

I am with Kathie Gemma,

yes, this world would be a better place to live if there exists a preponderance of love...:-)

Vinay Leo R. said...

i'm with the above too! :D a preponderance of love sounds lovely! :)

Ramesh Sood said...

I would love to be there in the world where love is the only religion and people would be practising happiness morning, noon , night..well thanks for this wonderful post.

Anonymous said...

great poem gema!

gautami tripathy said...

Very thoughtful!

crosswires of fires

Tumblewords: said...

Love this message!



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