Self Expression Magazine
I wish to invite you into the meadows of my mind as I listen to the chants in my dreams. They have fallen through the years watered by my dreams and sun kissed by the tears of my longings. One day the spring of success may wet my dry lips.
My son
just called
and said
the militants dropped
their guns
and crossed their arms.
The noise of the celebrations
makes the creek red
like those who fought
for a tomorrow
that died yesterday
Don’t make me cry
He thinks you
smell like a rose
and says
the sun shines in your hair
that you make his day
you preen and think of diapers
little miniatures of him
And the devil laughed
PEACE
He who cannot walk away
From his anger,
Cannot in trust,
Approach the peace of Love.
Those who betray us,
Those who revile us,
Those who hate us,
Show through their ugliness,
The awesome beauty,
Of Light’s compassion,
As they mirror to us,
What we must never be.
Simple Lessons
What do you give
A neglected child?
Love if you have
A persistent politician
Contempt if you dare
An angry teacher
His allowances
But a neglected wife?
A blank cheque
That is what you do!