Tag: peace
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Rogue Brother
My brother is an angler devoted to the stream that pools around long boots, making the slow cast that gently whips and ripples the surface with a reel that knows the proper weight of the scales below.Gone are the days when he fished Crandon Pier while sitting on an overturned paint bucket with a cheap…
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On Wonder
When I look at the sky its blueness mixes and cycles with thunder, lightning and rain.I notice, the vulture, content to feast on leftovers of once beautiful things, fly with the same majesty of the hawk.At night, I see the stars burn bright and smell the rain’s petrichor snake off the worn sides of Racoon…
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Another Night’s Peace
(after Solomon ibn Gabirol) https://poets.org/poet/solomon-ibn-gabirolA pure heart in the moon’s smilethe heavens show their peace—another night’s rests from the mischance and mischievous love of moon and tide—the storm’s mantle that covers the moonand presses clouds and streams to burst—and pretenses luna’s death beyond the clouds,the mind’s falling, the soul’s weeping in the lie there is…
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My Planet
Instead of a ticket to mars, I like one to my own planet.It would be Goldilock’s right,with love as far as the horizon.beautiful as my best imaginings.It would have conformable chairs,creatures of my rainbow bridge, theaters with the best movies and plays,schools fostering the best of imaginationcreating great philosopher and poets.There be no geography and…
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From the Sky
They built their tunnels deep into the sky.“No one, will find us here,” they thought.They watched their children playing soccer.They saw their grandmothers making bread.They knew the teen boy, so like themselves,under the olive tree, eating watermelon, writing a love letter on his phone. His beloved, not far from the checkpoint where soldiers were cocking…
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Leaving Tracks
let’s amble along snowy white spacesfoot tracks silent steady peaceful pacesrevealing lacy silk veils wooly earth white as milk invisible doves the white skylet’s amble along our still small townits soft somber peace and white down our velveteen boots these softer thingswalking along the dew leaving tracks
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The Boat Awaits
Silent boats await to take us all to distant shores.
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The Village
Flake by flake the snow came The village was already asleep. Lights were twinkling softly bathingall in the Lord’s heavenly peace.
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Napalm Girl
Little did they know little Napalm Girl that while your skin seared and your cry became the shriek of war that in fiery, fiery Dresden would you find your finest burst after 50 years of dropping peace bombs. – The genuine scream of a child will change the world. – Note: A poem based on…