Dona Nobis Pacem - Our Responsibility

June 4, 2008 | Filed Under Life balance, Make the world better | 1 Comment 

Yes, it is our responsibility, each human being, to ourselves and the world to brainstorm ways to find peace - and then act on them.

I did not rewrite a peace post this year because I still believe in the words I wrote here last year. Click on the globe if you are a new reader, please.

Mimi’s most recent post summarizing all her research this past month on wars is found here: Dona Nobis Pacem ~ A Revolution of Words.

Many links for other writers on peace are found there. Perhaps reading some of them will take your thoughts on peace in a different direction, one of can do, rather than frustration and hopeless? It is hard, it is going to be hard, but one step at a time will make a difference to someone. It has to.

Poets observe…

April 17, 2008 | Filed Under Make the world better | Leave a Comment 

therefore, they may observe something that would change lives. Have you seen any of these children? Clicking on the child’s face will take you to other missing children as well. Wouldn’t it be awesome to make such a huge difference in a child’s life?

Thank you.

Scroll down for day’s poetry.

Lid Closed, Memories Kept… Friday Five

April 11, 2008 | Filed Under Friday 5, Life balance, Make the world better, Poetry | 5 Comments 

Leave it to Michelle of Poefusion to trigger our Muse in the most amazing ways! Her Friday Five words this week are:

brittle - aluminum foil - Polaroid - skunk - salt

Lid Closed, Memories kept

Brittle fingers
earned by age
(and lack of care)
pulled the last two inches of foil
from its cardboard roll
and warm trembling skin
touched cold smooth foil
here and here

and here

to capture worn image
of hands clasped
on Claddagh ring
(much as his had hers)

memory backed up,
he added it to
her tattered velveteen box,
just on top of the
Polaroid,
her hair flying
her brown eyes flashing
as if chased by demons
rather than a mere old skunk

June 21st that was,
their wedding night
in a clearing made of
dreams, logs cut,
cabin as real in their heads
as flush of love in their hearts

Tomorrow he would
return the ring
to its rightful place
close the lid

forever

and know ye all this

And though he knew
it wasn’t so,
he could not stop the thought

that once arms could no longer lift
to toss the salt over the left shoulder
with the right, evil would come

and just last week, he had made it so.

MeeAugraphie
04/11/08

If you have a minute, scroll down or click here to see what your fellow bloggers have accomplished - and if you can help with the bags or donations, the kids would appreciate it, and so would we…. but it is the kids that count. And — if your blog has regular posts, you may want to post about it, too. Thank you. - Marcia

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