Posted in Uncategorized on January 8, 2018| 17 Comments »
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.
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
Posted in Uncategorized on November 18, 2017| 4 Comments »
This brilliant little poem speaks for itself.
Words are blunt instruments
Poetry sharpens them
Tries to bring them to a point
To break the silence
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Posted in Poetry 1990's, Uncategorized, tagged autumn, change, fall, nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, sky, storm, toast, weather, wind on November 8, 2017| 46 Comments »
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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.
.
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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Posted in Uncategorized on October 30, 2017| 5 Comments »
May this become reality…
“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/
Posted in Uncategorized on October 18, 2017| 1 Comment »
If you haven’t yet discovered OwnShadow’s blog, his poetry is refreshing, perceptive and artful. Enjoy!
Posted in Uncategorized on September 20, 2017| 8 Comments »
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.
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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
Posted in Uncategorized on July 13, 2017| 10 Comments »
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.)
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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