Tag: Peace

Just Out of Sight

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Just Out of Sight

This poem has seen it all
Trends the come and go – waiting


around the bend to return in
a slim disguise that can not


fool this poem
Long hair, short hair, no hair, facial hair


Wide pants, narrow pants, no pants
streaking across a field


Spikey heels, flat soles, flip flops that
used to be thongs, but now that is


something entirely different
Pop beads, love beads, crystal beads


Moon rocks, pop rocks, pet rocks,
Rock ‘n Roll


This poem has watched it all come and go,
but it won’t stop looking until


it sees peace

Synthetic Smells

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Synthetic Smells

They sell smells boxed and bottled,
ready for noses unused to nature.
Lavender and rose petals packaged
in plastic – manufactured smells
from a laboratory by people in
white coats and hair nets who
work under artificial lights and
breath artificial air. I long to walk
with them in my garden, to share
the warm yellow light of the sun,
and let them brush their hands
across lavender and sage until
they find the smell of peace.

Of Peace and Drama

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d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Garden(ing)
https://dversepoets.com/2021/07/13/poetics-gardening/

Of Peace and Drama

she takes her camera to the bit of land that
she works
looking for bees and butterflies hoping
to find
a Monarch flitting among the milkweed she has planted
a place
where they can lay their eggs, where caterpillars munch the leaves
where peace
is sometimes an illusion, as insects and birds play out the drama of who
exists
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waltmarie#poeticforms

Waltmarie Poetic Form-
10 line poem, any subject, even numbered lines are 2 syllables and form their own poem when read separately. Odd lines are longer with no specific syllable count.

Amid Chaos

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PAD 14 – from where I’m sitting

Amid Chaos

The morning sun slants through the kitchen window where
I sit,
surrounded by the lacey pattern the shadows make on the the wall.
Amid
the calmness of morning bird calls, Bach, and tea there is
chaos
at the bird feeder. Finches and sparrows battling for position, not
waiting
their turn – for theirs is a battle of survival not a negotiation
for peace.

waltmarie poetic form

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2021-april-pad-challenge-day-14

Have You Seen the Cat

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Waltmarie Poetic Form-
10 line poem, any subject, even numbered lines are 2 syllables and form their own poem when read separately. Odd lines are longer with no specific syllable count.

Have you seen the cat

It may have been the stomping kids that scared her –
hiding
Or the loud bang of a breaking balloon –
small bits
That sent her running for a place of quiet –
of peace
Waiting until all children are asleep with dreams of play –
to share
Before she cautiously climbs out from behind the couch to sit –
with you

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Renewed

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d’Verse Poets – Quadrille #63 – Feel the Earth move

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Renewed

take me back to the earth
to the sun and the rain
let me feel with my feet
the wet grass, the soft mud
where my soul can take root
become nourished again
buds of peace start to bloom
take me back to the earth

Here I Find My Peace

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Peace is every Step
We’re looking for some peace in the Garden

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Here I Find My Peace

 

My peace is not found in the dark
Watching the constellations
Or bathing in the gentle glow
Of the moon
My peace is not found
In the solitude of a bench
Beside a lake or in the warmth
Of the sand or the rush of the waves
At the edge of the sea
It is not lingering in the song
Of birds of the scent of flowers
I keep my peace tucked safely
In the folds of my heart where
I feel its calming smoothness
Like a piece of fine satin
Against my cheek
Here I find my peace – within myself

 

The Journey

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d’Verse PoetsPub – Inspired by Art!
Lillian is tending bar and has introduced us to the fabulous art of Catrin Welz-Stein.
You can see more of her work HERE

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©️ Catrin Welz-Stein

 

The Journey

Come be my friend
Just for a while
Set sail with me
Just for a mile

Let’s see the world
Through different eyes
Discover truths
We thought were lies

Let’s trust our hearts
To know the way
To find the words
With which to pray

For fellowship
And peace and love
An olive branch
A snow white dove

Come be my friend
Just for awhile
Set sail with me
Just for a mile

 

 

 

 

 

A Mended World

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2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 16
Write a poem to the world

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A Mended World

you wear peace like
a gauzy veil of
muted colors

beautiful

fragile
and we create tiny
pinpricks of anger
and discord that threaten
to rend it to pieces
yet somehow

you manage to mend each hole
each troubled soul
weaving new colors
into the fabric of peace

 

this poem

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Poetic Asides – Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 413 – a recognition poem

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this poem ….

would like to recognize
the lined paper and pink-ink pen
that made my appearance possible
without their support I would
be just random thoughts escaping
into the atmosphere
they pushed and prodded my
words into being
arranged them and rearranged
them until they were ready
to shine a light in the darkness
to offer hope to the hopeless
to make a wish for peace for
all who read ….
this poem