We Rise

Dove

There are periods of moments

strung together like seagulls

along the white wake of time

that seem to glow with more light,

more intense shadows sliding,

more music in their foam.

 

There have been days like this

leading to the now of writing

on this poignant day of remembrance:

I shivered, sweating and sleepless

through nights of fevered demons

the medicines invoked in the blood.

 

And at the same time needing

to solve incomprehensible clues

leading to solutions of puzzles

I didn’t ask for or want.

And always the rumors of war

we didn’t ask for or want.

 

There were the anniversary rituals too.

One year after the crowning of the mad king,

and the previous day, because he knew to leave

before the Ace of Spades became the trump,

Mister Cohen waved farewell.

I bled tears that day for a man I loved.

 

And today, the eleventh day of the eleventh month,

we enact our agreed rituals of mourning:

Silence, remembering, honouring the dead

of the wars that never end.

People, we can do better than this,

isn’t it time we gave all our children  peace?

 

“From bitter searching of the heart,

we rise to play a greater part.”

 

 

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Mixed media art, photo and poem by Clinock

11 thoughts on “We Rise

  1. Wonderful post my friend. So many great lines. I love the themes that ebb and flow between image, word and sound. I’d never heard that Leonard Cohen piece – so beautiful. Thanks for this wonderful post.

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      1. Like you I wonder too but I feel it is because we are continually evolving and discovering more… digging deeper into ourselves. Therefore there needs to be constant re-evaluation. Creativity is always nebulus and we need to question everything. I know we agree on this.

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