Red Sky Promise
Tag Archives: Hope
Suddenly a Poppy
In Mysterious Ways
Resurrection
Sunsets
Sunsets
Sunsets are long in these latitudes
and filled with color
The color of sunlight refracting
through soil and seed and dreams
picked up by west winds
and held in suspension
along with prayers
for a good harvest
What it might pay off
and what it might pay
a little something
down on
A little rain brings them
back to earth again
POETS IN SPRINGTIME
POETS IN SPRINGTIME
It is not the job of the poet
to speak of spring in the springtime
The task is to gather
the cool winds of April
to freshen your face in July
And all through the fallings of fall
and all through the dyings of winter
And all through the long days of lent
all through the pain of the Friday
reminding us always of Sunday
HOPE FLOWERS
HOPE FLOWERS
In Bethlehem
a refugee with sadness but no hate decreed
another generation is what we need
And a school where
the children of the refugees of holocausts and
refugees of refugees can learn together
learn to look inward first
This is a most beautiful and special place
with such regard for dignity and respect
so successful in their message of love
so filled with fairness to each side
That Arafat’s Palestinians burn their busses
and Israelis torture teachers and riddle walls
While Caterpillars sent from across the sea
creep closer each day in their wonderful
mindless mechanical way
with levelling intent
To be met with Gandhi smiles
and your help, if you give it
Hope Flowers School – Bethlehem
THE UNCAGED BIRD
THE UNCAGED BIRD
(For Maya Angelou)
Sometimes we read
because we cannot not, because we need
to find that one story, one friend
one note of truth
Sometimes a young girl, repeatedly abused
hides
“I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings”
under her mattress
And keeps on living because
she takes it out after he has gone
and talks to Maya, who understands
AUSTIN
AUSTIN
My daughter Patricia
meets a young man in Austin
He tells her a story
about the time he decided to end it all
Walking home from buying the gun
he meets a woman on the street
She smiles at him as they pass
He throws the gun away