I got a chance to do something. I’m going to do it. It is, however, away from the internet and phone. If anyone is interested in submitting a poem on the theme of “Connections,” you have another week (next Friday instead of tomorrow). Cheers to all and have a great week if I don’t post anything. Send submissions for the Desert Abbey II to: email@example.com
This e-mail address is also up top of course. I look forward to reading. Cheers.
The group of poets who contributed last time was great. I loved reading different poems on the same theme. Thank you everyone who participated. Since I was happy with the turnout (small as it was) and more importantly the quality I have decided to try it again. I have a name for the endeavor: The Desert Abbey. I would like to hear suggestions for topics for the next Desert Abbey. Feel free to leave suggestions (and any other comments) in the comment section below. Cheers.
I would like to extend a big hearty thank you to everyone who submitted poems on Unity. I was pleased with the results. It was small, but I am intrigued by every one of the poems. Bravo to you poets. I think I will do it again… only next time with a name for the whole thing. Feel free to comment on each other’s poems indefinitely. I know that I have to read something several times and let it sit if I want to say anything meaningful. Cheers.
The world is in pieces
And so is my heart
Fractures, divisions, and lies
The mind that was whole
Is lost and apart
From all that was righteous and wise.
I have seen in the sun
the burning of souls
that war and rape and kill
but I am beset in my darkest soul
with evils that take their fill.
There is a war
That rages inside
And this is what breaks me each day
All of the fighting
That people decry
For this, it has nothing to say.
Let there be peace
Inside my own heart
And maybe the world might matter to me
Let there be war inside my own soul
And I would see it burn that I might be free.
The animated corpse
The body and Food,
-© Nicole Marie Story 2011, 2012
Unity: No need
To argue Divinity.
One purpose: To Love.
(Copyright Caddo Veil, 2012)
Lost in our peaceful and tranquil accomplished state.
We drift along symmetrical lines, genuine soul mates.
Never before have euphoria I felt Happiness and harmony from this warmth I could melt.
We are the ties that together do us bind.
Fitting pieces to a puzzle, we are one of a kind.
Gone is the void that stole away our youth.
Made us tell lies when we knew what was truth.
No more abuse on our bodies no tricks played with our
mind. We unite as a whole, an alliance, togetherness
Our eternal love is so strong for each other a force to reckon with we are to
Though partners of equality we have chosen the same path.
Wishes are granted without need for such wrath.
Our display of solidarity is mapped out for all to see.
An everlasting bond neither one of us will free.
Drawn together by attraction the seed of compassion has been sowed.
Standing hand in hand teetering on the brink awaiting welcomed promises together we
In unison ' forever and never shall we part'.
Our words echo amidst the dew top mountain side as our bodies crack and
crumble against the unforgiving merciless black tide.
Note: the formatting for this poem proved difficult to reproduce (in large part due to the length of some of the lines). My apologies to the author and the readers.
That one budding branch stretched to bees
That one branch dropping petals down low
That muddy path under the dripping trees
That sparkly sand lining the trail we sow
With our crumbs of memory charging no fees
We wind connecting threads our hearts to tow.
So we weave a tapestry to crosshatch divergent roads
As the winds and the tumbles of time pull us back
Away from near-misses and crossed agendas in codes
And we sting up high and bog down low giving no slack
To all the wishes and the starts of bearing the loads
Pulling tight the threads of life’s fibers without a crack.
copyright 2012 Rose Byrd
“It’s the Circle of Life, And it moves us all” – Lion King
to reach across the world to
feed the hand that bites you
to caress the lamb’s skin
yet know the wearer’s face
drink from the vessel
that quenches its own thirst
leaving the sands of time
upon parched tongue
writhing to curb the grains
of truth from
The following poems were written by other authors in the blogging community on the subject of Unity. In this world we often seek unity and do not find it. In ourselves we often strive for unity and instead feel only fractured and conflicted. In our families… well, I don’t need to say anything about that. Thank you to the poets who submitted entries. Each poem will be a separate post to make commenting easier. If you wanted to submit a poem but just weren’t inspired by the topic or found life uncooperative (and we all know how that goes) then send me an e-mail and if interest persists perhaps we will do this again. Let us find unity…