flowers, what good are flowers.

He was my best friend, Tom.
Tom the guy who cheered us up
with his untargeted bayonet wit,
who smiled... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Sabresun) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/18727 Wed, 03 Sep 2008 12:43:44 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3863/t/When-the-Women-Came-Out-to-Dance.html like new brooms.
A balm of silence smooths anxious eyes.

From the east comes a shrouded sunrise,
to the west move shrinking shadows.
Blood still glistens in the gutter.
The soldiers are gone.
no men are in sight.

An old woman, with ageless bravado, sang first,
trilling the birdsong music of morning.
And the women came out to dance.

Like dervishes they spun,
when the women came out to dance.
Like they were the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Gene) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3863 Thu, 06 Mar 2008 11:45:17 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3864/t/Patience-and-dignity-.html

For hate to be replaced by good
for guns to be replaced by food,
for countries to reclaim their lands
from evil men with blood stained hands,
the child stands waiting..

For love and kindness to prevail
to put an end to misery's tale,
for gentle arms to mend his pain
to nurse him back to health again,
the child stands waiting..

He stands and waits with silent eyes
that look upon a world of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3864 Wed, 05 Mar 2008 10:29:19 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3865/t/Baghdad-dream.html

Hes dancing alone,
naked, but with helmet and bayonet.
The music is loud like Polka.
The ballroom is full of gawking pinstriped figures
standing barefoot on the hardwood floor,
but hes twirling
too fast
to see their faces.

He bolts, ashamed,
booted now and fatigued,
down a Persian-rugged hall,
to steps that get steeper as his legs shorten
and the music fades.
He comes running
too quickly
to a gold-gilded roof,

where chilled... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (craig kirchner2) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3865 Sat, 09 Feb 2008 15:01:36 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3866/t/Black-Sun.html






The sun came
crashing to earth
brighter flash prevents
unseeing eyes
pleasure of pretty
mushroom germinating
clear blue eternal space.
Winds creating havoc
as maimed and bleeding
crawl in unruly procession
through dense... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3866 Mon, 07 Jan 2008 13:07:47 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3867/t/If-We-Would.html
The red bath of minds
and cells drip, pooling at our feet.
If, we would
dry our emotional bodies
from continent
to continent, by
rubbing the curves
of all souls,
Rhythmic expressions
from hearts would
flutter in unison.
Tell everyone, please love!


MaryAnn Harrison

]]> feeds@yuku.com (M A Harrison) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3867 Fri, 28 Sep 2007 15:03:50 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3868/t/God-bless-the-red-white-and-blue-tankas.html



It is the month of
September again. Bright, blue,
cloudless sky. Warm breeze
as people stop at Starbuck's
for a latte and bagle.

Most worked at the World
Trade Center and were at their
desks getting settled.
Others scurried up the steps.
... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (hiprods) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3868 Fri, 07 Sep 2007 20:41:12 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3869/t/Futility.html Two battle ready forces moving to an appointed place,
Horsemen, footmen, bearing weapons bristling to overflow,
Strategies made, positions taken, deadly silence reigns,
On one side, gold glowing, on the other silver shimmering,
The tension builds with seemingly endless waiting,
All that remains is the sign to commence the assaults,
The seconds tick by, agonizingly slow as the sun climbs,
Until at last no shadows are cast... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Brian Paul Sullivan) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3869 Wed, 05 Sep 2007 18:34:28 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3870/t/The-Box.html

The Box

See the box? That is the one.
It contains my riddled past,
my one and only void.
He never liked to fly.

On the flight over he was so relieved
to have made it safely.
No fear, on this flight back.
We fear nothing where there is no future.

See how gently now they carry him?
What use is gentleness now?
If only I... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Hephaestion2) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3870 Sun, 15 Jul 2007 10:02:06 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3871/t/Our-Burning-Desire.html Our Burning Desire

Fire us up
keep us open
to cross-endless thresholds of peace.
With amazing clarity
and without identities
or sanctimonious drums beating
and declaring war on bodies.

Fire us up and keep us open
to reform our deficiencies
to be
more than blood-red hierarchies.

Golden is our worth,
love bubbling in hearts
solidifying and tumbling
within the universal ocean.
Our yearning still burns bright.

Bring us... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (M A Harrison) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3871 Thu, 12 Apr 2007 17:24:28 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3872/t/four-years-after-liberation.html (from a photo in the New York Times)

barefoot
in shorts
and a ragged tee,
four,
no more than five
years old,
standing behind an
American soldier,
eyes bright and wide
with fear,
hands
over his ears

the caption reads
gunfire
is heard nearby


child of
war

child of
our war,
yours... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Allen Itz) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3872 Mon, 19 Mar 2007 17:07:34 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3873/t/Piano-Key-Peace.html
Piano Key Peace

For all the years the
face of peace has been slammed
by the attitudes of unruly empires.

This planet the keyboard
of wars instrument, bangs black
and white notes of victimization.

Every song between peoples lips,
Aspirations that announce
shared hopes rushing in all hearts.

Only earth reads times music well.
Singing frantically of empty wood
lands aches for thousands of years.

The blood of days strung... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (M A Harrison) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3873 Thu, 14 Dec 2006 15:56:38 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3874/t/Poem-by-Unknown.html her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (smzang) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3874 Mon, 04 Dec 2006 21:41:50 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3875/t/nine-eleven.html born waving a tiny fist
unknowing of destiny

Did you wail angrily from day one?

from the slippery rungs
of a bruised ladder
its hard to find solid ground

Hate and hurt go hand in hand.

but it was on a Tuesday
in September
when madness made them one

]]> feeds@yuku.com (smzang) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3875 Thu, 28 Sep 2006 04:50:53 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3876/t/What-Do-I-Tell-My-Children-.html

WHAT DI I TELL MY CHILDREN?

If you've lived in outback Queensland just as I have,
you must've faced at times the scourge of drought.
You'd have watched the senseless dying of your livestock
and felt completely drained and numb no doubt.
Did you ponder on why life... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (bush poet) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/3876 Wed, 13 Sep 2006 16:45:52 GMT