Poetry for ChangeReap, repair, revere, reverse, roam, run
Embrace what’s broken,
Practice patience …
Air out your thoughts …
Implement actions to your goals…
Renew your drives
Implement changes
Never surrender to failures
Grow your flexibility and fix the impossible.
Somewhere
Once there,
My repair begins
Embedding …
Tuning into
Having patience
In achieving
New dreams
Gone wild with life!
While the weather out is jolly,
The snowy ice is frothy
My laté is warm and fluffy
With a heart made with three bubbly.
I hold its warmth knowing
That I have three babies, loving,
Waiting to shower me with it by hugging,
While my hubby waits his turn, pacing.
So I happily snuggle in my warmest
Clothes, harvesting their love in a jest.
There’s no rest
For those I love best.
Merry Christmas 🎅 and Happy New Year to all!
Happy Holidays everyone!
What’s spring if not a rebirth of life, beauty, and passion?
The last as red as a cardinals’ feathers, fly
Into your heart, home, and nook with preservation
Of your unique humanity looking kingly
As you let your heart soar in the revelation
That life, flowers, trees, and shrubs all beautiful,
All colorful just like a spring sun that shines fitfully.
The cape on the Mediterranean Sea is full of life,
Sea and land touch, mingle, and rejuvenate one another
Feeding life, withdrawing, touching, freer than a lear.
The mountains roll into the plains, then into the sea.
The scenery is breathtaking and full of variety:
A hinterland populated, busy with life and fun,
Where buildings and homes intersect in a pun,
Where the water touches the land, retreats, and returns frequently.
Watching those cities from above is like watching
A reel of the twenties where everything is in slow motion,
Leaving an image, a smell, a laugh and glorying
In the fabulous way Middle Easterners show emotion.
Their carefree cheer is contagious, although
I knows That beneath the smiles, there lies a valley filled
With depression, agonies of past wars, struggles
To simply survive in a world that others take for granted.
I wish upon a star for them to have a better life,
Filled with ease and love while knowing that the government
Tears the people asunder by pocketing what should be theirs.
The disillusionment and disparity in their lives is painful to see.
Yes wishing is all I can do, as the world is run by politics,
And those are governed by SuperPowers that we have
No control over, as they impose their reign and expects
Blind obedience otherwise Consequences ensue.
Poetry for Change 