Over oceans of ideas, cultures, countries raised hands rise to support, supplant the rulers whether democrats, dictators oligarchs they face each other for a time then time rolls on fading them into sepia images rattling history. They leave a thread of wounds and horror littering the globe with tears, mourning hands uplifted, pleading for justice, […]
Originally posted on Gretchen Del Rio's Art Blog:
watercolor aceo 2018 ‘A warrior’s strength is measured by the size of her heart. She is respectfully humble. She will stand with honor. She will fight with love. In the face of adversity and for the ones she loves, she will be a voice and a…
“We carry the world in our hearts: the oppression of all peoples, the suffering of our friends, the burdens of our enemies, the raping of the Earth, the hunger of the starving, the joy of every laughing child.” —Sister Joan D. Chittister, O.S.B (b. 1936), Benedictine nun, author, and speaker As we wage peace in […]
once upon a chapter i was rubbing your parched lips with sand while date-trees shadowed your masochism. you kept asking for water with a raucous voice, and camels ignored us. you died in my arms then, smearing my cheek with your last breath and naming me Maya and i sieved my sand over you to […]
Sun-god sitting still on Mount Horeb amidst the stark clouds, sweeping towards the swept open space between trees and pawing at white and dark fleshy flesh. Sun-god your pale, smirky lemon face like the grapefruit in Ago-Iwoye Market scribbles dirt patches on my face and made my throat to swill water enough to fill up […]
the wheat has ripened, the lavender is fading
Just beautiful. For me, it brought to mind my aging parents and their on and off struggles. Thank you for giving it words.
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Ah, well it was my parents, husband and sister I was thinking of when I wrote this. Some other family as well. Thank you for letting me know it touched you.
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So many transitions …
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Part of what it means to be human, to love and live. I think human beings are remarkable for their ability to reach out and love even though they know it’s all going end.
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Well stated. Have a wonderful holiday!!
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Oh…that last line is indeed one that hits the mind hard and lingers.
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That last line sinks in like an ache on a damp day. *sigh*
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This has the lovely, sad feel of autumn. The last line is particularly poignant.
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Lovely descriptive poem wishing you a Peaceful weekend and wonderful new week Sue ❤
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Thank you, Sue. You too.
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