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Alliteration Declaration
Crying Children Crushed beneath the weight of hate Cunning Conniving Capitalists determining our fate Despotic Dictators Dealing the dark hand of death Poisonous Pesticides Polluting and stealing our breath Heartless Hating Hawks lead us to war Passive Peaceful Poets asking what for Litigating Leaders Lying all will be right Insomniac Insecure Intellectuals can’t sleep at night Creative Crafty Consultants out sitting on their fence Smiling Suffering Specialists does this make any sense
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Be My Friend
Be my friend be well today let the winds of change blow as they may Breathe my friend be fully alive love’s sea awaits take that dive Smile my friend feel fear release be kind, be bold then be at peace Let go my friend child you’re free all will be well if you’ll simply be
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Jack Johnson and Kelly Slater performing Home - from the album 'From Her...
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Jack Johnson & pro-surfer, Kelly Slater... just two surfers playing music. From Here To Now To You Album.
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Most Beloved Daughter Of The Sea
Most beloved daughter of the sea lighting daybreak with her smile dolphins watch her glide on waves and even Calypso loves her style Playfully as the morning passes Angels dance within her laughter eternally living in every moment unafraid of what may come after At dusk she peacefully breathes while softly resting deep within Calypso and the sea are smiling knowing soon she'll return again @snowangelsoul for our dear friend and favorite surfer girl 🌊🏄🏻♀️ 🤙
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Puzzle Pieces
Puzzle pieces patiently placed words dancing awaiting the play as one the sun and curtain rise orange bursts through misty grey Poetry awakens greeting dawn spring wears a hint of evergreen peace dwells in a secret place no mortal eyes have ever seen A special few will heed the call as an ever fearful world dreams let them race and chase again while you fly beyond extremes Yes dear soul there is a space of no beginning and without end if you’ve ever felt love’s yearning she awaits you there my friend
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Mother Ocean
Out sitting beneath the noonday sun some peace and quiet, my only goal The gentle heat heals body and mind a most welcome hug for my weary soul I remember countless days spent surfing the waves crest as they search for land Sharing a beach with crabby crustaceans my feet loved to sink in the shifting sand I’ve seen Dolphins glide on glassy peaks captivated by their elegance and grace Somehow I knew, they were playing too sharing quality time with the human race A tiny speck among the mighty waves yet somehow, God, sea, and I were one Oh how my spirit loves you Mother Ocean you’ve provided a lifetime of joy and fun
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Children Never Learn
Global warming poisoned oceans her children going through the motions her dreams go back before the fall when we’d not yet spoiled it all our dear mother fated to burn weeps knowing children never learn
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2000 posts! Wow, that was quick. I am truly blessed to have so many supportive and talented friends. This new blog has been very pleasantly rewarding. Thank you! Love to all, Mike 💖
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A Prayer For Our Mother
Self indulgent Havoc wreaking Future uncertain No fair peeking Plundering resources Non sustainable Our children’s dreams Are they obtainable Use everything up Never ask why Will Mother Earth Say good bye Clock is ticking Time to change Out of balance Getting strange While we slumber What’s our fate Don’t we know It’s growing late Many attacking Who defends Our blue planet Has few friends Mom’s in trouble Tragic but true Will you help She needs you Now’s the time We can’t defer Say a special Prayer for her
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We have met the enemy and he is us - Walt Kelly Earth Day 1971
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It’s All About Me
Though of course none of us can clearly remember our infancy, there was a period of innocent selfishness in each of our lives when the world was indeed all about me. I’m hungry, tired, afraid, this rash is annoying, something hurts, I need to be changed, etc. I need was the only reality, and one of those gigantic, fuzzy, out of focus “comforters” had better come over quickly or they’re going to receive a serious dose of displeased lung action. Inevitably they came and fixed whatever was wrong. Life was indeed good, selfish and clueless, yet good nevertheless. However, as we grew a little older we became aware of the concept of us and them. Buddhists often refer to this as discursive mind, a sword which slices reality into separate pieces to accommodate the intellect. It also became painfully obvious that this heretofore idyllic adventure was no longer going to be all about us. While again I posses no vivid recollection of the time, one can only imagine what a joy kill that must have been. We would actually have to share with siblings, classmates, even our parents, and we quickly learned that perhaps ultimate horror of horrors, that sometimes at least we would even lose. Wow, life sure got hard in a hurry. Our lives were totally dominated by those oversized creatures known as adults, and part of their job it seemed was to teach us not to be selfish. I can’t say for sure, but usually being less than perfect themselves their teaching methods may have been possibly imperfect as well. It may also have been how we interpreted their messages, yet whatever the reason I fear that far too many may have learned these lessons too well or taken them too literally, and regrettably in some cases at least, we went past it’s not all about me, and straight into it’s not about me at all. Even our western religions though probably with the finest of intentions perpetuated this potentially unhealthy view of the world and self. We were always taught to put others needs ahead of our own, and as a christian our teacher/role model certainly exemplified such virtuous behavior. While this concept is undoubtedly noble and sage advice for anyone who happens to be at least reasonably spiritually and emotionally healthy, it no doubt must seem sheer madness to a typically selfish and needful 5 year old. Though I can’t explain or even claim to understand the whys, far too many of us seem to see ourselves as somehow less than or less important than others. Those of us who live within this false reality tend to suffer greatly and often hurt others as a consequence of perhaps life’s greatest irony, when we fail to love ourselves life does indeed become all about us, not necessarily because we wish it to be, but rather because it has to be. Lack of self love is certainly a sorrowful way to live and may be the great pandemic of our age, but perhaps the greater tragedy of not loving one’s self is that each time the entire world has once again been cheated out of knowing the perfection and beauty that is uniquely us. Please love yourself. You deserve it and the world will indeed be a better place for it.
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A Question of Love (February 12 2009)
Where will life lead me where do I go What must I question what should I know How do I perceive illusion how do I see through Can peace be obtained can love truly be true So many questions which should I ask Lost in confusion is clarity my task The world is so large my answers so few I surrender totally I give it to you It’s not complicated You answer no us or them no below or above It’s really quite simple it’s all about love
#poetry#questions#faith#God#love#spiritual#one of my earliest poems#A Question of Love (February 12 2009)
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Listen
Shh breathe softly listen closely can you hear it every star in the heavens is whispering I love you oh wait I could be wrong listen again that may just be my heart
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These Loving Things
It’s not the sorrow the loss or the suffering for inherently we know all things must fade wither and die it’s rather a grieving Mary approaching her risen lord or a mother holding her newborn child it’s these things in a finer way yes it’s these loving things which make us cry
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Good morning and Happy Easter to everyone celebrating. I hope our friends of other faiths are surrounded by their loved ones and living this day to its fullest. I think one of the coolest things about our not so little family is the diversity. While being nowhere near famous, or even Tumblr Famous for that matter, I’ve been blessed here with friends of all religions, nationalities, and ethnicities, etc., and on that topic, while some of us may look, speak or worship a little differently, I see far more similarities than differences, and from personal experience alone, I honestly cannot say that any one group possesses more or less heart than another, and I believe that diversity and tolerance need not be mutually exclusive. Lastly, whatever your faith may be, most of us probably believe in something larger than ourselves, and I’m reasonably certain as well that this entity or essence commonly referred to as god loves you very much, and I know I do. Love, Mike ❤️ photo via lowcountrytoday
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Easter Day
Suffer not these little children I tell you set them free, let them come unto me allow them that they might know God though many in blindness cannot see How is it my friends that you’re afraid does God not care for morning doves then why would He not provide for you His Children whom He so dearly loves Follow me to travails and persecution those with ears ought hear what I say now I give my life for the greatest love yet we’ll live forever come Easter Day
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