Monthly Archives: November 2016

Shannon’s Sonnet

So many people need some worthy thing A job, a child, a healing of the heart, But cannot get that thing they need or may See long delays in what they need to start. So many of these people share … Continue reading

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Lindsay’s Sonnet

Once we gathered feathers softly fallen From thoughts and meditations of the heart, A home whose welcome is held ever open To any needing Love’s warm healing art: A generous offer of most joyful friendship That starts and ends in … Continue reading

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A Final Invitation

This thing you call Love, This thinning layer of quicksand Running into widening chasms Between grinding tectonic plates- This is what informed my mind This, that shaped itself into dragons This, in pursuit of which I fell Into a blessedly … Continue reading

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Lost Innocence (sonnet)

Once upon a time we sang and played Beside the tight-closed door which we had made Of our own innocence and longing for A world where trouble was but love was more. We knew night creatures stalked and shrieked outside … Continue reading

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Tend Your Garden

My garden’s pollen drifts Spun by winds of loving heat Its microscopic messengers Drift into eyes, nose, ears Of any power I can reach thereby. Roots strain and twist far Beyond the underground of safety Toward knowledge of good and … Continue reading

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Identifying the Problem (sonnet)

Reality now stares us in the face: There’s no such thing as getting beyond race In this great country or in other places- Like isolated Brits scared of most races. But here the causes differ if we’ll think Most carefully … Continue reading

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Safety Pin Song

The hoods are off their faces bare. At last they can’t hide anywhere. Their hatred now is clear, at least. We hear the growling of the Beast. No time for fear or doubting that Love Still Trumps Hate And, more … Continue reading

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