Sunday, October 26, 2008

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: War


from this moment on is stricken from...


my vocabulary

my dictionary

my consciousness

my subconsciousness

my eyes

my mouth

my tongue

my being.


peace.



**written by petra michelle**

8 comments:

Hello Mary Lou said...

I love it! Wish it was so easy, huh? I am reminded everyday when I look out my window at my neighbor's house. Their son was killed this summer in the war. His wife and toddler son live there now, shattered. I worry having a 28 yr. old son and a 16 yr. old grandson. Peace

i beati said...

I live for it in everything I do - yet the world seems consumed by it sandy

Mama Zen said...

Yes!

Anonymous said...

Love your border--autumn is my favorite time of the year!

tipper said...

Powerful-what if we all said it and meant it.

Haroun said...

I say, go for it!

LarryG said...

wonderfully well wished ;)

Cynthia said...

An ongoing tradegy.