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we are Nasrani
27 Oct 2015 2 Comments
in haibun Tags: blood, martyrs, religion
Sept. 23, 2015 – Festival of the Sacrifice: ISIS videotapes shootings of three men executed for crime of being Christians. The victims were part of a group of 250 Syrians abducted in February during Islamic State attacks on 35 villages along the Khabur River in Hasakah province. Their captors threaten same fate to rest of group if $12 million ransom is not paid. Negotiations “have been suspended due to the unbearable demands of the terror group,” says Osama Edward, director of Assyrian Human Rights Network (based in Stockholm, Sweden).*
blood of the martyrs
Christian families destitute
bullet to the head
false religion instills hate
come quickly, Lord Jesus, come!
*WORLD magazine, 10-31-15, p. 40, “Fallen and Forsaken” by Mindy Belz
lantern festival
25 Oct 2015 3 Comments
Hiroshima’s child
speaks hope for peaceful future
oleander blooms
* * *
seventy years after bomb
ten thousand lanterns float on
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Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s theme: Japanese festivals
metaphorically speaking
22 Oct 2015 5 Comments
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bird in gilded cage
spirit’s canary feels trapped
captivity song
***
hear beauty of the moment
haiku poet wings set free
Connecting to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai metaphor in haiku lesson…
quotable quote
21 Oct 2015 12 Comments
in american sentence, quote Tags: chocolate, love
My final offering for 3 Days/3 Quotes challenge!
Tell me, what’s more American than Charles Schulz and Peanut M & M’s?!
If chocolate-covered Peanuts don’t inspire you, I don’t know what else would 😉
an attitude of gratitude
20 Oct 2015 19 Comments
Day 2 of Mira’s 3 Days/3 Quotes challenge…and linking to dVerse poets
Have you read Ann Voskamp’s book, one thousand gifts? a holy experience
“An attitude of gratitude”
may seem a simple platitude
But learning to appreciate
small blessings given makes life great
Give thanks for colored leaves on trees
give thanks for buzzing honey bees
I’m grateful to be breathing air
i’m thankful Shondra cuts my hair
Sneak sniff of flower petals sweet
taste gladly everything you eat
Give thanks for babies’ soft new skin
give thanks for sleep at home with kin
Be happy for bright shining stars
take care of Earth, can’t live on Mars
We give our thanks to God above
for sharing His abundant love
Increase your joy, expand your mind
count every blessing you can find!
Hey, look at that…i even rhymed 🙂
we pass thru vale (veil) of tears
19 Oct 2015 Leave a comment
in haiku, quote Tags: home, orphans, peace, refugees, tears
we’re all refugees
orphans searching for hearts’ home
when peace cries last tears
photo by lynn
Thanks to Mira for nominating me for the 3 Quotes, 3 Days challenge!
(Hey, I nominate all of my readers…check it out!)
japan’s tango-no-sekku
17 Oct 2015 4 Comments
Linking to CDHK theme of Japanese festivals…
carp kites flying high
fish that fight like samurai
let’s celebrate boys
momotaro’s battle cry
young warrior swings toy sword
Koi Nobori photo: CDHK link above
(Momotaro is Japanese version of David the giant killer)
nordic petroglyphs
16 Oct 2015 16 Comments
Bjorn posted his photos of petroglyphs for poetics prompt at dVerse
(this is also a bit of a gender bender for me writing from male point-of-view)
journal entry: 7,000 B.C.
rise early, dog licks face
snow falls outside cave
wrap fur, pull on mukluks
watch woman, she clucks
adds stick to fire, stirs mash
i’m tired of meatless hash
spring melting sludge
tie husky to sledge
take down light shield
and sharpen long spear
muck, luck run-a-muck
unload twice, runners stuck
traverse miles on hunt
dog smells moose musk
track down largest bull
kill and fill sledge hull full…
shout to woman, “I’m home!”
record big catch on stone
to eat a haiku
16 Oct 2015 3 Comments
taste color orange
munch sweet potato fries as
granddaughter drops peas
a fragile beauty
12 Oct 2015 11 Comments
autumn’s cold whisper
no more chemotherapy
leaf gently lets go
smile warm as salsa
leaving quilted memories
life’s classroom of love
haiku in honor of Loretta Veltkamp Wynia
bare passages
11 Oct 2015 1 Comment
in free verse Tags: birth, death, hospital
it was time,
they tore down the
community hospital;
insulated with asbestos,
warmed with memories of
loudly wet births of sons and
quietly dry death of grandfather.
life at dis-ease tries to heal,
bursting forth or fading away
within tired brick walls
now demolished,
dust to dust.
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