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News on a March Full Moon - Poetry by David Plumb

I'm taking a little detour from my typical post tonight in order to publish this moving poem by a talented and eloquent writer. David Plumb's work is shaped by his own experience as a naval officer during the Vietnam War and by his profound empathy for those whose names are "whispered in the stars. Jessica, Daniel, Jeffrey, Patrick" -- names that "echo in blood, in guns, in storms."

Thank you, David, for reminding us who they are, and who we are as well.

Barbara Kaufmann--Poems

Barbara Kaufmann, is an award winning writer, peacemaker minister, healer and shaman who “writes to simply change the world.” Her One Wordsmith www.onewordsmith.com website is filled with humanitarian short stories.

Yes, Words Can Kill
 
Wonderful things.
Ugly things.
Soar, plunge,
sting, cripple, crash.
 
Cost nothing.
Cost everything.
Free
or make captive.
Paint dreams
or sculpt sorrow.
 
Reflections of minds,
glyphs of power
committed to paper
become the concrete,
lay the foundation,
build a life
or bury a soul.
 
Lift and ascend
like wings,
or slice, slash
with gleaming edge,
lay open a wound,
stab tender heart.
Kill.
 
Grasp the stars,
cross a continent,
sink a ship,
start a war
or save a life.
 
Words...
Raw tissue--
bones of experience.
They are perfect
or perfectly
lethal.

 

Could Use a Little Help Here, Humanity! 

Don't you find it curious
that we humans
have all these images
for war
but for Peace...
not so many.

When I say "war"
what symbols do you see?
What images emerge
from the back of your mind?
The dark of your consciousness?
The shadow of human experience?
What "lives" in the collective?

"War."

Humvees
tanks
convoys
rifles
AK 47s
grenades
rocket launchers
soldiers
land mines
airplanes
black smoke
bayonets
laser scopes
helmets
camouflage
John Wayne
deserts
jungles
This list could
go on and on...
fill the whole page

'till it stops at
flag draped coffins.

But I ask you
how many instruments
of Peace?
The symbols
of Peace...
What are they?
Where are they?
Who are they?

Gandhi.
Two fingers up.
An olive branch.
Dove.
A circle bisected by
an inverted, fallen
cross.
And...

 

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