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drought…

This poignant poem by SLP Martin (Charles) deeply moved me. It’s a tender love poem of sorts. Southern California needs rain desperately. It is on fire. Climate change is real.

Read Between the Minds

when
the rains
do not come
why
should we
plow the fields
do we
out of habit
cultivate
the dying earth
as if
making promises
to
a lover
we will
not
meet again
why is it
that
we hold
this dry earth
in our hands
so long
earth
that shall
soon
hold
us
for
eternity

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Mimic

This brilliant little poem speaks for itself.

The Cheesesellers Wife

Words are blunt instruments
Poetry sharpens them
Tries to bring them to a point
To break the silence

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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It changes fast

that marbled sky

from sheets of paste

to curds of gray

and thin blue belts

with heads of steel

connected

by chain lightning.

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Clouds turn glassy

shadows break

we hasten through

the cracking storm

but pause to lift

our empty cups

to catch the rain

and raise a toast

.

to the wild wind’s

un-leafing

of the fall.

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© 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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(re-post, revised)

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May this become reality…

Purplerays

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“Now, more than ever, our society is in need of sensitive and empathic people.
Now, more than ever, the human race needs to go inwards
and connect with the Soul again.
As natural born healers, intuitives, and mentors,
it is not only our responsibility but also our destiny to help humanity heal.”

~ Aletheia Luna

Text & image credit: Whispers For The Soul https://web.facebook.com/Whispers-For-The-Soul-133932740081059/

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Cue the Reader

If you haven’t yet discovered OwnShadow’s blog, his poetry is refreshing, perceptive and artful. Enjoy!

OwnShadow

Poetry’s the art of pointing
(at what, I cannot say)

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Perennial

For those of you who aren’t familiar with Ben Naga, I think you’ll find his blog well worth checking out. His poetry contains wisdom, humor, satire, and in this case, great beauty.

Ben Naga

 1805. Perennial…..
…..
…..
PERENNIAL

Keeps her secrets
Within her silence

I too, passing her
Day after day

A gladsome addition
To my daily constitutional

Grateful to the wind
That blew her seed here

A gradual paling
Day after day

Petals crinkle, fall
Her secrets die with her

I shall mourn her absence
Patiently await next Summer

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All profits go to “The Book Bus” charity.
(I’m honored to be included in this anthology, along with many of our other WP poets.)

Bennison Books

Love reading poetry? Want to support a fantastic charity? All profits from this international anthology of poetry published by Bennison Books will go to The Book Bus. 

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