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Monthly Archives: March 2019
Heart & Mind
If I die alone a thousand times it’s because my heart was drowned out by my mind
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Life Raft
As you were drowning I sat down and prayed for you unaware that I was sitting on your life raft
Well Fed
We remain well fed while they are starving and we’re carving up what’s left of their land
Generations
Generations pass and we inherit more and more apathy Generations pass and they inherit more and more tragedy Generations pass and we inherit more and more debt Generations pass and they inherit more and more dead
Regret & Karmic Debt
Some nights I want to turn back the clock a decade or more, but I made my bed so I lay awake trying my best to forget wading through oceans of regret and karmic debt and one too many mistakes, … Continue reading
Posted in guilt, haiku, humanity, life, peace, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged addiction, alcohol, alcoholism, death, dreams, farming, guilt, haiku, healing, karma, life, love, memories, Peace, poem, Poetry, regret, sobriety, tanka, time, war
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HAZMAT
Photo credit: DRYLANDProductions We call ourselves civilized buying what we’re told we need throwing it ‘away’ with ease look what we’ve become, the sum of our life’s work is garbage we surf man-made waves and our bellies are filled with … Continue reading
Posted in #TrashBucketChallenge, #Trashtagchallenge, american dream, capitalism, earth, haiku, hawaii, humanity, life, oceans, poem, Poetry, sustainability, tanka, trash bucket challenge, trash tag challenge, Uncategorized, water, writing
Tagged american dream, capitalism, civilization, consumerism, earth, environment, garbage, haiku, hazmat, life, oceans, plastic, poem, Poetry, sustainability, tanka, trash
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Farmers for Peace
When we’re growing food we’re liberating ourselves from want, from need, from greed, from seeds of fear and we’re setting the dove free to soar with olive branches away from perpetual war, away from hate away from the fate scripted … Continue reading
Posted in doves, farm, farmers, farming, farms, haiku, human rights, humanity, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged Afghanistan, capitalism, doves, farm, farmers for peace, farming, fear, food sovereignty, greed, haiku, hate, iraq, love, Peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, sharing, sustainability, tanka, technology, war
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Dead Doves
It’s March Nineteenth, two- thousand and nineteen, it’s sweet sixteen for one of the wars that we’ve lost count of all that remains are dead doves and the graves are all overflowing, and we think we’re better off not … Continue reading
Thoughts & Prayers
You are in my thoughts for whatever it’s worth and I said a prayer for you today, though I can’t say anyone listened, they never listen. I hope to Christ and Buddha and Marx and to the sharks and … Continue reading
Let’s Go Read Rumi (Ode to Spring)
Before the vultures dine on another ancient civilization and cities become rubble lets break bread instead of bones lets cleanse our palate and feast on the food of kings and queens, lets walk through smoke screens, and sit on … Continue reading
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Tagged Anthony Bourdain, Bahar, Chaharshanbe Suri, chemical weapons, civilization, culture, food, Hafez, haiku, Iran, Iran Iraq War, life, love, Media, mystics, New Year, news, Nowruz, Parts Unknown, Persia, Persian food, Persian rugs, poem, Poetry, Propaganda, Rumi, Spring, springtime, sufism, tanka, tea, Travel, truth, war, war tax resistance
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