Archive for September, 2010


More dead

It’s a war zone

They are struck down

Mercilessly

They run

this way and that

but to no avail

The need for food

drives them

They risk crossing

unfamiliar

territory

I move

slowly past them

Each day I see

more on the road

Lying there dead

poor, sweet squirrels

It’s a war zone

Hope must live in song

for it breathes joy into us

Hearts fill to bursting

the overflow spreading forth

blending lives in harmony

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Its voice strong and clear

His music speaks for itself

delighting all souls

with the gift of unity

Song joins the hands of the world

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These poems are for One shot Wednesday

These lovely awards were given to me by RiikaInfinityy

♥♥♥ Today is All day

♥♥♥♥Today is That day

♥♥♥♥♥Today is You day

♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Hope day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Will day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Be day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Give day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Love day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Live day

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥Today is Peace day

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This poem is for Poetry Potluck



I am honored to receive this beautiful award from Jingle and friends

I would like to nominate PinkLady for The Perfect Poet  Award

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Life flows like the river

only we, build the dams

Dams break

Life flows

Love whispers in the breeze

only we, stir up the storms

Storms cease

Love whispers

Hope soars through the skies

only we, clip its wings

Wings mend

Hope soars

Peace spreads like wildflowers

only we, trample on its beauty

War nevermore

Peace spreads

I received these lovely blogging awards from Jingle

I felt a coolness in the air today

I made a request for it to stay

It felt so nice against my skin

I thought this breeze could be my friend

I felt a lightness in my heart

A great way for the day to start

On my bike, I became young and carefree

when friend breeze, chose to come along with me

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This poem is for Thursday Poets Rally

This lovely award was given to me by Jingle

Silk satin kisses

love-lining for a sad heart

His hands fill the hole

Smiling lips cover him up

in deep-dug satin kisses

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Open wide, then reach

deep, deep inside where you’ll find

love that’s been waiting

to be shared with those in need

this is the calling you seek

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These poems are for One Shot Wednesday

The infamous reaper need not be labeled “grim”

nor, as a given, need we be in fear of  him

His work is not done simply on a whim

nor, from his assignment, must sadness stem

Perhaps this hunter comes here as a friend

to find us each; a helping hand to lend

toward a beginning, not the predicted end

where goodness leads all souls to make amends

We would feel death gently passing through unseen

if from the very start, our lives had always been

lives of love, faith, and caring not wrapped up in means

death’s nightmares may never come, not even in our dreams

This award was given to me by Jingle