It was the pregnant woman cradling her hope that shook me, a brave baby born to turmoil, no real future, freedom of speech and the liberty to choose a path where hissing missiles and guzzling guns will not overwhelm the fragile life that sparks behind closed contented eyes. – A year ago a couple’s loving… Continue reading War on Pregnant Women
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The Trumpet Call of Spring.
( or Hope Denied) The saffron centred crocus shone against the dark earth, petals gently unfolding inviting the invasion of light and insects tending their pollen, enabling production of tapestry in grass; and secretly new bulbs grow ready to bring joy and luminescence to the troubled world. ———- Floating on the breeze bees hover, seeking… Continue reading The Trumpet Call of Spring.
The Murder of the Innocents.
The child’s eyes are closed
and her heart stops beating.
War showing again its yellowed
face of cowardice and words
War in Winter
Grief digs deeper when the winter months mutter war, the loss of place, of purposeful peace and the gross destruction of homes, humans and even habitats of tiny beings that have sought warmth under the frozen crust. ——- It’s a bloody burden that they carry on breaking backs, as they see bursting bombs of greed… Continue reading War in Winter
The Grief of Afghanistan
evil avalanche of masculine perpetrated misogyny.
Borders
Arbitrarily drawn, each brace is something else’s place and loss as fences are built and concrete is laid for solutions to stop intrusions, incursions and contusions for those who try. There is a body who believes in their right and might for their own bipartisan brain to build visible walls. ===================================== A golden butterfly gentled… Continue reading Borders
There is no just war.
Wearing a dirty face mask she peeped over the top of the rancid rubble, her dark eyes smudged with sleeplessness and the filth of her poverty, The fear in her eyes searched the landscape filling in the gaps where friends and family had lived and now sought another sojourner in war. —– Like a trembling… Continue reading There is no just war.