tawny moon, an evening grace,
a calm, drapes itself on the dwindling day,
mystic mountains, pristine, high above
an earthy base, the wizard Merlin’s realm
with memories of a green and primal past …
…….of rootedness
…………..essential things

and Peace!
a lively Peace …

visits on the briny spray, delights
at the meeting of land and sea
at rhythms of ocean against the shore
as waves drift in and out, fling and toss
stop, start, begin again and then again
splashing, salt of a mother’s tears

moonlight wanes,
a liminal hour

and Peace!
capricious Peace …

see the moon incised, a holograph
from the wind-whipped edges of the Earth,
read reports of valour and cowardice
…….the blight of insanity
…………..the naked lives
jarring, the morning dispatch
tragedies, under the heel of depravity

. . .fist, knife, gun

………..psychopaths, forever with us

people fleeing the lacerations of their plight
Oh! the crushing horror of their fright

“In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.” Aberjhani, The River of Winged Dreams

© 2017, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved



  1. Love your poem with its beautiful and powerful images. It speaks to me at a time where world peace is more needed than ever. As a European I have never been able to understand America’s too lax gun laws, so difficult to change because of the NRA’s great power which Trump loves. I wonder what would happen to our Spain-Catalonia conflict if we had such gun laws.Yesterday I wrote my feelings here and also included a BBC video showing the violation of human rights among Catalonia’s peaceful referendum voters: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2017/10/09/when-tomorrow-comes/

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