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Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!


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Soulful Sunday: Why I Marched

“What do you want?” 

“Social Justice!”

“When do you want it?”

“Now!”

These are the cries and chants we yelled yesterday in Boise, Idaho, USA.  I don’t know what others’ agenda was;  but I do know here in Boise, it was for the rights of all, big and small, every gender, every orientation.  It is my responsibility as a citizen, if I am able to have ACTIVE role in democracy so that the voices of the many are heard. We will support our President because it IS a democracy,    Some people thought it was disrespectful to have a rally the day after Trump was inaugurated,  but if AMERICA BELONGS TO THE PEOPLE, then we need to keep what matters to us in the forefront.   And Women’s Rights = Human Rights.  (That’s an EQUAL SIGN!)   Women have worked far to long and hard for anyone to forget the rights gained the past century and have progress rewound.  Never forget.

I had a lump in my throat as I witnessed the sea of people in all directions, and I had that shaky billy  goat sound when I spoke.  I was a PROUD AMERICAN in that moment exercising my rights as a citizen.  It was peaceful; the people were kind and respectful; the air was full of celebration and yes, the air was full of FREEDOM.  These are the rights I fought for…

I MARCHED FOR YOU!

I saw a grandpa with a sign saying he marched for his wife, his daughters and his granddaughters.  There were men and women and children, people of all ages and color and all value systems.  And it was beautiful.  You can say what you want…but I know why I marched.

I MARCHED FOR YOU!

 

I wanted to show you some of the signs we saw while we were out and what OUR PEACEFUL focus was.

 


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Rockabye – Poets for Peace

Michael from The Poetry Channel challenged me to record one of my poems this week as a way to share my message.  It’s been quite the challenge, but I welcome that!

And while it’s not quite where I want to be yet…(I’m rough around the edges)  With slowing down and practice, it might not be too bad.

This is a recording for my new grandbaby arriving next Springish.  It came to me in a dream when I was contemplating the state of things in the world and worried for his/her safety and well being.   And though it’s dark in the beginning, it’s hopeful in the end.

Thank you!

 

 


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Poets for Peace – The Wonder of It All

We have a Poets for Peace project going, and this poem is from a friend of mine, Gloria Escobedo Delgado.  Enjoy.

The wonder of it all

Upon arrival we walk to our favorite spot
As we have done so many times before
The sun with all its glory soon fades away
In its place black clouds come creeping in.
As if on a mission they’ve blown in overhead quietly and unnoticed
Instantly the sky is covered in night
In the distance shadows and sprinkles of twinkling lights
Stars, above all around then one by itself strong and bright
Some in formation as if at attention
Others – hundreds, the likeness of many loose diamonds
Delicately shimmering so very distant – lifetimes away

Before me is water as far as the eye can see
An ocean so vast so big so proud with its mighty waves
The water seems to go on forever

until into the bottom of the sky it respectfully tucks in its skirts

Choppy waves clap and flap then away they rush again
It is a windy night
The smell of salt water in the air
Out goes the shrimp clinging tightly to the hook
Destined for the perfect catch
Hello Mr. Sand trout
A golden beauty up late!
The seagull flutters by laughing dipping but not finding
He wont give up though
He knows all too well that soon he’ll get his.
Upon a happenstance I look up

What is it moving so quickly barely catching my eye
Oh wow a shooting star!
Look, darling! A shooting star!
O wait- its gone
how quickly it vanished almost as a vapor.
Then I ponder on all this beauty.
And think of the whole world of beautiful places I’ve yet to see
Alas many lifetimes could not suffice!
Looking around busied bodies about their business
Can it be true no one stops to take in the beauty
Then I wonder if per chance a person might say
That all these elements just happened per chance
Burning embers landing somewhere through flight?
In no way could one thus say!
Wait!!! Look up, look around for the very things of this earth
They testify of a Creator.
Alas, alas to no avail
No one cares to seek, to find, to know

So much beauty in life and still the word resounds in my head
The fool has said in his heart there is no God.

Awake to life, get to know the Creator, enjoy His creation

and the wonder of it all.


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Rockabye – Poets for Peace

Rockabye baby

When the wind blows

It brings messages of hate

Don’t listen my baby; don’t listen
Rockabye baby

When the wind blows

it touches with dark shadows

Don’t touch my baby; don’t touch

Rockabye baby
When the wind blows

It brings the taste of innocent blood spilled

Don’t taste my baby; don’t taste

Rockabye baby
When the wind blows

It brings the sight of

Flags waving at half mast

Acknowledge, but don’t linger your gaze my baby; don’t linger.
Please don’t hold on to any of these messages

Because the real world isn’t really all this negativity and darkness.

The real world, my baby, is so much more

Than the feedback from the news or the people enamored with it.
When the bough breaks

It is you my baby who will make

The difference

It is you who can change it.
Bring your sweetness

Bring your joy

Bring your positivity

And radiate your messages
Of love and hope

Out into the world.

Be you my baby

Be you

 

As a mom and a new grandmother, peace is heavy on my mind.  I KNOW words matter, and how we respond to negativity matters.   I choose peace.

Neha at Forgotten Meadows  and Michael at The Poetry Channel  have put together a Poets for Peace project collaborating poets around the world.  Please add you voice!