Poetry 2012
Blue or green?
Which is the color of the sea?
in my minds eye I see
Heavenly aquamarine
waves melding
undulating.....
HARMONIOUSLY
thoughts stir inside of me
questions flood my mind
crashing through the Divine
my Faith deeply embedded
In my fluid cognition
perspective comes along with me
my emotions flow across the pages
expressing my visions , promises ,
and aspirations
speaking hopefully
tactful but , bluntly
with my compassionate heart wide open
my way of coping
examining the world we live in today
amongst people not knowing what to say
and/or think
music of my words soothes my
as tears
flow..............continuously
immortalized in bold black ink
Praying for peace on earth
U-N-I-T-Y UNITY
seeing people become ghost
turning their back to me
when I need them the most
sometimes as hard as I try
personalities , circumstances clash
I cry
knowing when to part peacefully
is a challenge to say the least
I'll bid you well in all you do
pretense of all is good
While I longer like you
is not me
I will always respect and Love you
discarding negative memories
wishing you the best
may you be continuously Blessed
seeing folks without faith or hope in their eyes
frustration comes my way
endless questions some without tangible solutions
lost within frustration and confusion
I turn to my Faith and Devotion
of Love unconditional
for one and all
deep inside the chambers of my heart
Its chipped like fragile glass ,
but , not shattered
at peace within a path in my mind
of hope for better days
no way
am I perfect
for , only one is our SAVIOR
many a time I error
my conscience keeps check of my behavior
I like to lead not to follow
my ultimate grip
Is stereotypes
fat, thin, short, and/or tall
to me makes no difference at all
black ,white, red, yellow, and brown
or a combination of a few or all
straight, bi , lesbian ,or homosexual
religious , spiritual , or atheist
I LOVE you ALL
UNITED WE Stand divided we fall
We live ,we Love ,we learn
how my fellow Brothers and Sisters Love
is not my concern
What is though
IGNORANCE
lack of common sense
rationalization for me
did we not all descend from the same family?
do I hail from another realm
I Pray not cause its not about you or me
but, US
TOLERANCE
No not acceptance
but , RESPECT
must always be ever so present
I stride within confidence
please always know I will be true
with unwavering Love for you
I am not a part time friend
my Love is consistent
No beginning , middle , or end
© 2009 Night Writer
ONE POEM
Breathing
To a cosmic pulse
Heartbeats echo
In perfect rhythm perfect rhyme
One poem one path
Beating in synchronicity
Connecting one to another
Universally
Planting seeds
Of unconditional love
Surrendering
Flying like a dove
Journeys join
Seeing through one eye
Sharing the warmth
Under the sun
A rainbow
Smiling in the sky
With global generosity
Spreading the light
No darkness or hunger
Just harmony
Always giving
Always free
Close your eyes
Go to sleep
Wake up
To World Peace
One sun
One moon
One heart
One poem
Lindy Tefft
10/7/11
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H-er love has been relentless
E-ven though we failed to Pray
A- sign of Mother Earths eternal
L-ove thats here to stay
I-ncrease the Love and energy
N-ow is the time for Peace
G-od's gracious gifts of Healing "THE"
U-nite in Love and never cease
N-ow is the time for oneness
I-n everthing we do
V-oices joined together
E-very culture, every hue
R-espect each others journey
S-how you Really care
E-veryone is special "AND"
W-orth taking time to share
O-ur Universe is calling
R-enewal is round the bend
L-ove is truly Healing
D-edicate all that you can send
P-lease take the time to Think About
E-ach action that you take
A-nd know that Peace and Healing
C-an be the Difference that "You" make!
E-ternal Blessings as we join together in Love for World Peace and Healing to Our Universe
Namaste
Sandye M Roberts DD
Halos 711
Email : HALOS711@aol.com
I was listening to the radio
They were combining the concepts
Poetry Contest and world peace
So naturally I felt I fit in
I picked up my paper and pen ,
I was ready to wage war on war
For the sake of world peace
not to mention all the other mentioned stuff
A Real publishing deal..
Tell the artist lounge to keep a seat warm for me
Bout to make an everyday connection to world peace
I will unleash my inner child to take advantage and press on
Like a Nlistic Soulder for world peace
Be an opportunist who seizes the opportunity to shine
I’m ready to be the poetic version of Oprahs’ world peace book club
Tour me round the world on the internet god will take care of the rest
After I beat world peace, world hunger is next
I will somehow poetically convince war mongers
That it is a time for peace
I just created a battle in their mind
They are fighting the previous line
So I ask that they just give up fighting themselves
They will win by just stopping
Yeap, all the killing can stop for sake of helping me
Sure I can make the top three entries if I follow rules as stated
And somehow don’t offend any one
Can’t push any of the hot buttons
Except the anti- lovers of war button of course
World peace can’t happen if we still love war
Drop the guns join a poetically spoken group
Shoot me with words Scribe me some poetry
Take me to a Speak Easy Café and touch my thoughts
So we can start with home peace, and then block peace
Then neighborhood peace then city peace
So on to finally have world peace
We can walk around holding hands with strangers at will
Without having to worry about getting robbed, kidnapped, or killed
Yeah I need a poem about that, and then I could win
The prize is a broke poets dream
A just add me Publishing deal and all kinds of promotions
In exchange for just one poem about world peace
That would bring some peace to my world
So In other words instead of dream of world peace
A bunch of other poets got to be beat
by a poem about world peace
Seems kind of ironic to me
That’s that piece about world peace
By NAM Oshun
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This Thing . . .
I know not what curious factors compel me to hold you in my thoughts each day, all day.
I anticipate with longing each moment we share whether it be speech or your presence.
I neither know not what drives and directs me to sit and exact this communication revealing my inner self in such a manner.
I have long learned the incrimination of putting one’s feelings in writing, but I care not.
All too often the things I desire to say, I lose courage to say, and the words melt away in to the abysmal nothingness that abides with us all.
All too often in life there are moments and experiences that acquaint us with something or someone special, and we do not comment. To not at least acknowledge that our souls have been touched, stirred or moved is a sin against life itself. It is holding all that is dear in life in disdain.
I, as we all do, know and understand the rules of man and social structure and it’s condemning nature for what it can not accept, understand or control.
well . . .
This Thing is of a non conforming nature within the structure that wishes to erect the edifices of it’s own greatness only to pass into history as a time that used to be.
This Thing is timeless, universal and cares not of the rules that are set upon the table before itself to abide by.
This Thing existed long before man could utter his desire for order and conformity.
This Thing fractures the rules by which we so vehemently deny ourselves and our divinity.
This Thing cares not save for the opportunity to share itself with another…. Unabashed…. Uninhibited…. and Unrestrained.!
This Thing will either be our undoing or our salvation in this life…but in the infinite misunderstanding of our existence,
This Thing is all that there is.
This Thing is the Mother of all that exists.
It is the relationship between all living things…. each of it’s own kind.
As we develop in our consciousness we come to understand and accept that we are all connected and interdependent, for all is one.
I have encountered thee and I aspire to thee to become one with thee.
For This Thing I will suffer the indulgences of a finite society, for my cause is timeless.
This Thing have brought thee through many histories and lifetimes and we shall go forth with much more…. for I am but a servant. Thou has awakened in me this Thing that has lied so dormant for too long.
I acknowledge the grandeur of This
Thing I have found in thee,
for This Thing is . . . . . . Love !
(c) 1985 – 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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The Poet
know that we are the enchanting magicians that nourishes the seeds of dreams and thoughts of others . . . it is our words that entice the hearts and minds to believe there is something grand about the possibilities that life has to offer and our words tease it forth into action . . . for you are the Poet, the Writer to whom the Gift of Words has been entrusted . . . wsp
I Dreamed of Peace
Angry people stopped shouting
Protest signs became invitations
An extended hand grabbed mine;
People took to the streets
and danced
We rapped under an
ancient ash with living leaves
Breathing...you are loved...
Show them the way
of labels removed
Encouraged, by a new song
we live, the words of peace
A bearded man with sandals said...
“Infect them with love,
Spread the news while
succeeding in tranquility.”
I will.
© Janet P. Caldwell
May
9, 2011
The Antithesis
he looked about him
at a world
that no longer hurt
numbed
beyond the dumb-downed-ness
that initiated this mess
that tested the very patience
of creation
his eyes and his soul
had long ago
lost it’s pain
but not it’s suffering
somewhere in the recesses
of his mind
he remembered
smiles and laughter
Children Playing
people talking to each other
he almost managed a smile
but he could not escape
this reality
every since hope
was banished
from the world’s existentialism
what have we done
had we slept too long
he asked
he was tortured by this question
every wakened moment
of every day
of his life
better yet
what have we not done
children these days
marched as drones
just as he had done
so many years ago
as he slept through life
sleep walked through life
giving of his word
but not his voice
nor his deed
planting seeds
in an unfertile garden
that ushers forth
a tasteless fruit
just like all the others
the people
the communities
the nations
humanity
the big Corporations
and the Banks
and the Special Interest Groups
had won the battle
of their selfish greed
over that of
integrity
compassion
and equanimity
yet they too lost the war
along with us all
for we all were human
humane perhaps
at one time
so long ago
and a new man was born
with their asses whacked
and their lives
pre destined
by those who took
the Hypocritic Oath
of Silence
while screaming insdie
yes they were smacked
thrust
into a world of
an eternal dismality
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
was no longer a part of
the equation
most people
never spoke
to each other these days
for their ways
were beyond
their sensitivities
for they no longer had any
all left behind
in a past they could not remember
and their proclivity
was a simple existence
one of simply
live to die
many vied
for the unknown journey
death would provide them
the ultimate release
for their Soul
that still clutched
a hidden reckoning
though it had long ceased
it’s beckoning
for they / we did not listen
life no longer glistened
with wonder
they had no sunshine
in their lives
just a continuous fabric
of doom
and gloom
as they assumed
the position
without opposition
of any kind
never mind the reason
he remembered the riots
and the burning of clergy
and priests
without cease
until they too were liberated
from the clutches of their own dogma
who knew it would come to this
and speaking of dogs
and pets
they did not exist
they had long ago been eaten
for the food
was all contaminated
with man made pestilence
irradiated
right in front
of our sedated eyes
as i said
no one really realized
it would come to this
no chance for bliss
or the kiss of happiness
or anything that resembled such
funny the twist
life takes
when we make
no amends
to initiate a change
i now embrace
and must face
yes i must see
that change
depends on you
depends on me
we usually always get
what we allow
don’t we
and he asks
why didn’t he
vote for change
by showing up
and assist in the denial
of the corrupt legions of fear
within himself
and the world
about him
and now
this is what has been heralded in
this day is the result
of choosing quiet
and silence
instead of shouting
loud
in the crowd
of his fellow man
and this day
he clearly understood
once more
that when the door of opportunity
for goodness comes about
we must walk through it
boldly
in the full colors and sounds
of our convictions
without restrictions
and the common contradictions
that separates me from you
me from the whole
otherwise
we get what we deserve
for we have served
ourselves
the poisoned meal
of acquiescence
the consciousness of death
and now we all pray for it
lay for it
and if i had any mercy let
well . . .
Death
the antithesis to Peace and Healing
hereby sealing the future
in a dark grave
with no air to breath
one of desolate dismalities
and abysmal disparity
where the balance
and frailty
of goodness
and parity
was no longer a part of
the formula nor equation
the landscape
where any sort of elation
had no persuasion
or voice
for if we act not for change
we get what we allow
our choice
and that is
the antithesis
(c) 17 October 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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SouLutions
As an advocate of Peace and Love
I can only be
In a state of Love and harmony
Otherwise I can get grumpy
When the gaps in between
The smiles and the punch lines
Drag on
Being taken out of my natural state of joy for too long
I like to make healthy progress, at lightening speed
That’s where my pure joy comes from
More precious than gold
Having had to wait so long, left on hold
Trodden on
By the ones upon whom in life
One is supposed to be able to count on
And depend upon
Valuable ‘Joi de Vivre’ stolen
But never giving up, determined to succeed and carry on
Regardless
The reward of patience is patience, apparently
But for me, surfing that tube of The Present Moment
Pivotal balance
Of forward motion
Is my addiction
Following the clues
Like a trail of bread crumbs
Further unraveling
The concept of one’s social responsibility
Towards developing
Ones elevated consciousness
The Bigger Picture
Is Win/Win
Mutual co-operation
The only ultimate inevitable equation
When one poses the question:
What would love do now?
So come on, join in, about face
It’s as easy as one, two, three
A holy trinity
Of win-win facilitation
Forward thinking inclusion
Self generated profit and abundance
In accordance
With a higher natural will
Common sense
Practical, insightful solutions, resolutions
From the family home to the high street
From western politics to third world nations
From India’s discarded widows
To five year old orphans collecting water bottles for recycling
More spiritually aligned world leaders
Like Aung San Suu Kyi, democracy leader and Nobel
Peace laureate
Who can represent the unrepresented and the underdog
With first hand experience of poverty, homelessness, single parenting, stress,
ill-health
Who can re-appropriate financial priorities, communal wealth
And guide business wisely, morally, worthily
Implement more communally beneficent schemes
Such as the Robin-Hood Tax
Stan Meyer’s H20 fuel, Water-Powered Car
Tesler’s low frequency earth conducting
electric light bulb
Establish corporate rehabilitation
Ethical incubation
Is like a breath of fresh air
A restoration of faith in human nature
A good dose of all round, general purpose inspiration
Inner city rejuvenation
And if you want to stop the looting
Then provide communal parenting
Day time Crèches for single mothers and fathers out working
After school clubs until mum or dad can return home from commuting
Back up for dysfunctional non existent family support systems
Keeps things moving
Like a well oiled machine
Allows everyone to continue
Contributing
Free drop in classes in Parenting, Life Skills
Literacy, Numeracy
And intelligent reasoning
Inspires Well Being
Promotes respect and self-discipline
Mutual TRUST
Confidence in a system
That doesn’t let you down
That keeps up with the changing times
ie: Motion to abolish daylight savings
What is the nation’s preoccupation
With enforced premature nightfall?
Like the fully automated farms in regional areas
Don’t have electric light anymore?
Like the Snow Queen plunging Narnia
Into perpetual wintry hibernation
Control and manipulation
Is a thing of the PAST
Now
Co-operation
Replaces competition
Ego must be supported by conscious direction
Mutually beneficent intention
For Planetary sustainment
Ecological communities
Humanitarian values
More and more consideration into development
Of our live/work neighbourhoods
More care into our day to day communications
A willingness to listen and understand
Be less judgmental
Offer an olive branch or a helping hand
Forgiveness, allowances, patience
For learning curves and growing pains
More sincerity, honest integrity
Seems to be in short supply
Through continuous subjection to subliminal seduction
From social media, propaganda and advertising
Computer games and TV crime
Let loose on impressionable minds
How do you utilise your time?
How often do you exercise your mind?
Go for a jog, run around the block
Or is everything so boring, too easy
That you try to spice it up?
Seduction of the ego
Wasting precious time
Getting further away from the source
In pursuit of the big I Am
Just more layers of self-importance
Personality afflictions
Emotional attachments and addictions
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(joy of living)
is a French phrase often used in English
to express a cheerful enjoyment of life; an exultation of spirit.
