For #PoetsForPeace
The wild dogs run,
Through the prairies -
And sanctums of my mind.
Finding refuge, building dens,
In this sepulchre,
Where I thought I’d laid -
Many things to rest.
These dogs dig up old bones,
That I thought I’d buried deep -
Bringing them to the surface,
As if they are some –
Forgotten Treasure.
And when placed together,
They build the frame,
Of the man I am today.
Today I run with the wild dogs,
At peace -
In the fiery prairies of my mind.
Kevin Brown © 16.07.2016
Here’s my contribution.
What the world is now
Is not the world we mommmas
Dreamed of while rocking
Our babies and cradling souls
We clutch our children tightly to our chests and weep
For this world of fear and hatred
And disrespect for fellow man
Our tears falling like torrential rains.
What the world needs now
Is love, peace and kindness
Radiating from OUR FAMILIES FIRST
To sisterhoods and brotherhoods
Forming compassionate communities
HOLDING SPACE FOR PEACE.
Please join us. We’d love contributions from around the world. All styles. All abilities. All in the name of peace. Neha is hosting at Forgotten Meadows.
How tragic this scene. I’m reblogging this to bring awareness and to send this family love and peace they will need to cope with such a tragic loss.
Family means the world to me, and there is nothing I want more.
Right now it’s important to hug your kids, nieces, nephews, friends and grandkids a little tighter. Just like every time a tragedy occurs, the community (and beyond) feel closer to the people they love.
There are no words to explain the feelings that the family of Taliyah Marsman must be feeling right now. The death of her mother Sara is horrible, but the death of an innocent 5 year old is impossible to comprehend.
Source: Calgary Police Service
I sit here, completely removed from the situation, aside from living in the city where this child and her mother were murdered. I’m having trouble getting into sleep mode. Not because I’m directly affected by this, but because I’m disturbed that this child suffered. Angry that…
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Please add your voice to ours…remembering is Poets for PEACE.
image copyright neha 2016
Hello Everyone,
This collaboration is initiated by my talented friend Michael (M. Zane McClellan) from the poetry channel and will be hosted here on forgottenmeadows. Many wonderful bloggers like Marie (https://writingwingsforyou.com/), Kim (https://zipsrid.wordpress.com/) and others have helped in putting this together and spreading the word out. The deadline for contribution is August 31st, 2016! I urge you to help us make this creative effort successful by joining in.Below is Michael’s message:
“In response to the recent unceasing, and, in fact escalating global violence, we have seen and felt a corresponding surge in poetry about it.
We would like to take this opportunity to invite you to share your thoughts and feelings, a piece of yourself, to add to other Poets from around the world. We are hopeful that the combined weight of our collective spirit and wisdom will be felt worldwide as well.
The…
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Please hopi us in Poets for Peace. Positive words can change the world. We’d love poems from all over the world. Guidelines below. #PoetsForPeace
Great words of wisdom from my buddy Michael. Come together to create miracles. Namaste
Agreed.
Beautiful, respectful writing.
The Feminine ferment – http://wp.me/p7oWLv-s
You came back
As promised
My heart filling
With delight
At the sightsight of you
What a sweet surprise
To gaze up at your magnificence
And see your radiant bulbous face
Staring back at me
This is going to be
A most wonderful summer
Of sunshine and splendo
While watering my sunflowers’glorious towering stocks I found this beauty peeking from the back row clamoring for my attention. What a surprise and a sweet reminder of my journey with them last year. It was my way of dealing with my dad’s death and feeling him close to me. It was also a most wonderful way to “live poetry” by watching their cycle and comparing it to my own
I live poetry challenge for you: Watch a life cycle of something from beginning to end. It doesn’t have to be flowers or even plants..maybe butterflies or turtled or kids. Record it by drawing or writing or pictures. It is the act of recording in some way and comparing and contrasting it to your own that keeps you present and observant…looking at things in a new way.
Writing Wings For You 