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Showing posts with label Flower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flower. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Sweet Jingo

A fire blooming in the heart of a flower
A new god rising in the absence of reason
Myth makers lulling the gullible to sleep
Circling the truth in concentric rings

A fire blooming in the heart of a flower
A new god rising in the absence of reason
Myth makers calling the gullible to arms
Digging trenches in fear, fixed and silent

Blood flowing from the heart of a flower
Morality vacated by icons of violence
The mind of a child succored by war
Yearning, relentless, thirsty for peril

Blood flowing from the heart of a flower
Morality vacated by icons of violence
The mind of a child bonded in magic
Falling in the dark, in the place of lies

Gravity reaching for the pealing petals
Drawing them down to the musty earth
Scattered, crushed under the boot of hate

            The bitter lesson awaits 

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Hope is a Garden


Hope is the teaching
All will be well, breathe, inspire
Lead with hope, brandished

Like fire, Carry it
Like water; water falling
Wet the garden soil

From a rusting pipe
Nourish, feed the wounded soul
Slake the naked thirst

The house has no roof
Our mother’s house, our father’s
Is a place of prayer

Exposed and crumbling
Fa├žade, the house has no walls
Collecting the wind

In the center falls
Water in the garden from
A pulsing valve, flows

Into flower beds
Speak to the stranger, villain
Vagabond, speaking

Wordless, the rhythm
Of the heart, beating in the
Language of birds, song

The soft whisper, hope
In this place there is love, home.
This bed is your own

Gather a vision
Filled in the pooling water
Listen to flowers

Bursting with pollen
Bright petals are wind-blown flags
In the shining sun

Hope is the teaching
Hope for the future of all

Weed and flower, one