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Hatred and Power
Written for: Sunday Whirl, Wordle #550 Words: reject, color, suffering, mass, war, cloud, kill, trenches, search, forgive, next, earth They descended upon him en masse. Searched their town under a cloud of righteousness. They would not suffer a man of … Continue reading
Losses
Written for: Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt (posted by Devereaux and Beth) “Write a poem where you begin and end with the same word.” Lost many good people this year. Some we knew others, not. Many causes, … Continue reading
Our World
Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle Extra Words: control, lift, shooter, face, school, date, attack see, screen suck, second, worry For a second I was able to see the shooter’s face–a vacant screen, a blank slate. His movements were jerky, … Continue reading
Keep On
Written for: Hedgewitch Flash 55 Blog Get out there kids, put a lid on the NRA, say, no more war in our schools, no more pools of blood where young lives are cut short. Abort racism, bullying, sexual harassment, classism, … Continue reading
Another Day
Written for: Poetic Asides #428 – Another ________ Another day, another shooting another casket, another child lost. More time wasting, leaders sit disputing. Another day, another shooting in blood and grief the country is stewing. No action taken, look what … Continue reading
The Rage
Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Meeting the Bar: “Brevity” (posted by Frank) The theme today is brevity. In particular it is to write a poem with no more than five lines. There are no other constraints. The rage of … Continue reading
Hurting Heart
Written for: Poetic Asides #424 – Write a sick poem. One school shooting after another Each time new horror sickens my heart when I see their faces–father, mother. One school shooting after another Anxiety for our safety hovers, pall shrouds … Continue reading
Stolen Dreams (a haibun)
She has no future, this child turning six, laughing with friends in the school yard, handing out hand-made invitations to her birthday party this coming Saturday. She has no future, this child, who harbors dreams of becoming a teacher. Before … Continue reading