Rock creek always rolls to the sea

Rock creek always rolls to
the sea
and the water
rains down in the mountains
from the sea
and makes the creek
in a cycle
the Mother’s cycle
the Father’s cycle
the sea
and our arms rise into the air
and our feet dance
the dance of the water
but the seas hear the roar
of bombs falling
on land
and the cries
of the forgotten children

So Rock Creek may stop
rolling to the sea
when we
refuse to weep

Inspired by Artvilla’s post here


Pablo Neruda Poetry

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IT CAN’T HAPPEN HERE by Sinclair Lewis Book review by Jodey Bateman


Summer Breeze Sea Carnies Daisy Sidewinder

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Sea Carneys
Sea carnivals call to me, carnivals
carried by the wandering carney waves
to land and back
around the globe
trading bits of driftwood
seashells and jellyfish
with each other
glittering sunlight hiding surprises
crashing and splashing
driven by the moon and wind
tossing themselves at the world
with foamy glee
breaking up on the shore
tickling the toes of little children
lapping at the sides of pirate ships
always singing the songs of the waves.
They ignore the words of
fearful doldrums
warning words from those
holding tight to every drop
jealously guarding
every grain of salt and sand
warning the waves to come back
warning them to stay away from shores
where they’ll be broken to bits
and have to crawl back into the sea
in pieces becoming
the bagladies and hobos of the deep
scrounging for their lost bits
to recreate themselves.
Stay here in the doldrums, they say,
where you’re safe
imprisoned in safety
so that you may live
to fear again.
But a wave, having crashed against a distant shore
doesn’t mind
recreating itself.

Sea Carnies By Daisy Sidewinder


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Poets For Peace by Frances H. Kakugawa

Poets for Peace

peace poets

Each time a poet

Puts pen to paper,

There is a sliver of hope

For Peace.

War and Peace: Shorter Version

Dept of Education

Dept of Veteran Affairs

Dept of Commerce

Dept of Energy.

Dept of Homeland Security.

Dept of Justice.

Dept of Transportation

Dept of Labor

Dept of Interior

Dept of Defense.

Peace, Peace.

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