Monthly Archive: November, 2020

Justice, Not Revenge

Originally posted on Face the Music:
Privilege is the hand that helps as we climb a ladder Privilege is being able to go out without a cloakPrivilege is knowing you won’t be asked…

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When the war is over..

 When the war is over ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading

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The violence storms….

 The violence storms ————————————————————————————————————– Whiskey didn’t kill me and war befriended me. Wounded heart that blood-out, had nothing left to lose. Pretty Poet told me in Monterey. California sun, last blessing dear soldier.… Continue reading

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GUSTAVO ADOLFO BÉCQUER: In the Towering Nave of a Byzantine Temple

Originally posted on Living on Land:
(from the Spanish of Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer) Tomb of Doña María de Villalobos In the towering nave of a Byzantine temple, by the light filtering down through…

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Falling into the fire…

Falling into the fire —————————————————————————————– I saw many shades of red, I have seen blood red in anger, I have seen blood red skies and I have seen the land painted with the… Continue reading

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Love live here no-more

Love don’t live here no-more…. Us, living in a liar’s grave. We can’t see no-more. Once we spoke love words, we listen, we pay attention. Now we are laying in a shallow grave. Waiting… Continue reading

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One Nation Under God

Needed words today. Please read and enjoy. Angel Takes Flight We once were a nation under God The eagle stood for freedom The constitution stood for people What happened to the safety we… Continue reading

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The Color of Conception

Originally posted on by Shila Iris:
Falling into the burning radiations of the Sun I rejoice in a re-beginning My ancestors bequeath me the gift of remembering … hear me … ______ My…

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Yesterday We Dreamed

Originally posted on Ples Singsing – A PNG Writer's Blog:
04 NOVEMBER 2020 MICHAEL DOM It was not so long ago Hardly more than a lifetime or so When our nation was…

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We’re Each And All This Fallen

Originally posted on euphoria6lues:
And I am him whose horns grew inverted, that entangled our tales forever in an affair interwoven beyond paradisical orchards The blight that slithered pass omniscient’s stares and…

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