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What have we done??? For my beloved friend Fauzia-sister of my soul. And for RAWA, the most courageous group of women I''ve ever known.
We can become weary and worn down with all the current World problems, but balance is the key…we can still acknowledge this, whilst keeping our apprec... A few words this week inspired by a photo of my children some time ago. Is this a haiku? It doesn''t matter. Kids matter. We often assume we can think checkers and get through life. Yet, to take on that which seems out of reach, is the reality of living. ABC News - By Jessica D'Onofrio
Thursday, June 01, 2017
CHICAGO (WLS) --
“Chicago police released a new snap-shot of what may be the biggest challenge... This is a protest poem written during the political turmoil in India. Images used are in flux as in postmodern poems. The are logical cracks in the po... "Whatever they know they thrive even so" Please read as fast as you can out loud until you get to the last line... There are two basic types of feather: vaned feathers which cover the exterior of the body, and down feathers which are underneath the vaned feathers..... I wrote this poem in the late 1980s, as I embraced my inner child - the child within myself. About children who have been on the street in prostitution or addicted to drugs (Like so many, I am constantly being asked what I am...Now I look at my daughter and wonder what box to check off in forms, she already asks me what s... When at first you don''t succeed. . .??
Don''t feel the point of view is clear re the lst version. Always improve, right? Or at least try.
Sure app... After browsing through a compilation of The New Yorker images, reflection of war as a child whose parents made ammunition, the memories sometimes now... This poem was the gensis of of the book, Merchild Land. I wrote it first for my granddaughter, and then the book for her. It can, also, be found in ... Yep, and this is also just the end of Chapter 1 of my little 1988 book. But that''s enough on that theme and I''ve already tossed out many as good poe... Exploration of a lonely man-child......
It wears me out at times......
When we love our children we stop deferring. In some corner where light never reaches is a little child hiding.
Those that never had been hiding in that corner never will know what is to touch fe...
Southern Comfort has inspired me to write this today, hope you don't mind SC. Every child brought into this world deserves to be loved and wanted. I... They say one can dream, so I’ve got my longevity lotto ticket bought and paid for. (Image by timbar) The affliction of greedy monetary ambition knows little of cures, for gluttonous behavior is a metastasizing illness. (Image by pinterest) When I took on the task of interviewing my cybersweetie JC for Poetry Life and Times this month I thought it was time I posted this poem written about... Today’s headlines provide a great reminder that mythology if frightening, and just as in Homer’s Iliad, where Chimera is described as “a thing of immo... For such an impatient society, there is much learning for all of us. (Image by pinterest)
Legacies come in many forms, some of which are final thoughts rather than the norm of material possessions.
Chloe Weaver
May 16, 1990 - October 24, 2010 |
