My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Funeral for a Friend
“as we wander along the glistening beaches of life
our weary footsteps imprint into sands of time…”
Children of Peace
“sculpting peace requires only a few small words
words mirrored in the divine gifts of happiness
but unleashed—fierce tongues spew evil spells…”
Starfish Wishes
"merciless breakers of rolling rage
born beneath lost—lonely rainbows
churn deep colors into hoary froths..."
Quiet Angels
“there's a perpetual sadness stirring
the pure hearts of our whispering waters…”
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Visit his Website at: rcoakley.com
Small Again
“there are times—I wish I could be small again
holding tight to azure dreams of an old friend
a mind—that once reliably waited on my voice
in dark partitions of my steely—spinning fears”
Colors of War
Wars are not a binary win-or-lose political decision. The children ALWAYS lose. And we will pay a price for a defenseless assault on their lives. Perhaps we should appoint them as the primary negotiators of peace.
The Hope of Sunflowers
“…the powers of our blossoming sun
will always defeat powers of dark rage”