Waves of water
air and fire
wash away their world
waves of sadness
fear and emptiness
gather like clouds
around
waves of anger
flooding the streets
waiting for release
waves of disbelief
as nothing and no one
appears
waves of tragedy
floating by sea
carried by land
and tears
waves of joy
as hands reach out
to gather the lost
little children laugh
dry your eyes
mother
all is here
inside your heart
where no waves
can wash away
and no storms can damage
and no denial of democracy
can be found
Turn your faces away from
the leaders
who've abandoned
all of us
and reach out
to the hands
of your neighbor
and friends
we are here
in waves of love
to hold and comfort
and sustain
because it could be
anyone......even me.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Saturday, September 03, 2005
enduros
This time I will be here
whenever the mood strikes
in my loneliness and fear
abiding with silence
you strike me like a cold wind
in the face
shivering
so much warmth
that never touches skin
what is it I cannot find
left here again
behind my eyes
and then
here it sits upon my head
my shoulders
my heart
immobile
and gone
no one is listening
still
hello goodbye
my lonesome
whenever the mood strikes
in my loneliness and fear
abiding with silence
you strike me like a cold wind
in the face
shivering
so much warmth
that never touches skin
what is it I cannot find
left here again
behind my eyes
and then
here it sits upon my head
my shoulders
my heart
immobile
and gone
no one is listening
still
hello goodbye
my lonesome
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