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If I was brave,
I would tell them of my sadness and disappointment,
and reluctance to know them
Based on what little I know of them
Based on what I have perceived as their bigotry
and racism and sexism.
And based on my own misplaced anger,
and sense of right which might be totally wrong.
Based on past experiences
Where people who looked like them hurt me.
I would ask them to come with me and meet a new culture,
People who might think differently than them, and differently than me.
People who may be basing their reactions to me
On mean actions of others whom I remind them of.
Miscommunication is easy, empathy and openness is difficult.
If I had the guts, I would tell the, that we might dance differently,
Sing differently, talk differently
We might even react differently,
But we are all people, which means we have hearts, and souls, and we want to love.
If I had the courage
I would tell them.
Written 8-07-18 Entered: If I had the balls to tell them how I really felt Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
My Friend...Joe De Mino
Dedicated to a true friend here. I have but
I few.
Joe is one of them.
Thank you for your Poetry and fearlessness.
You make me have faith, there are more like
you who will make the USA sane again!
J_is for his JOY and stand for JUSTCE.
O_is for his OPENNESS, so admired!
E_ is for ENDURANCE and his outlooks
on ETERNITY.
D_is for his DEDICATION to truth.
E_ is for EMBRACING America.
M_ is for his love of MANKIND.
I_ for INTEGRITY, his words and soul so true.
N_ is to thank him for his NOURISHING my soul
O_is for being ON the RIGHT Path...you go, Joe!
Love,
Pangiota
9/9/2021
A Real Bodhisattva
A bodhisattva is the Buddhist equivalent
Of a warrior for Christ, who is well on their way
To being Christlike themselves.
Of course there are many degrees of bodhisattva
From those who only have the wish to be
To those who actually are.
Literally millions are examples of the former.
The Dalai Lama is a good example of the latter.
Real bodhisattvas are rare.
Their hallmark is infinite love and compassion
For all beings
Combined with deep insight
Into the true nature of reality.
This week the world lost a real bodhisattva
In the form of a young American patriot,
Who at just 31 years old
Had successfully reached a whole generation
Galvanizing many young people
To critically look within
And embrace traditional American values
Of family, honesty, integrity, openness,
Love, tolerance, inclusivity, and faith.
And for this he was martyred.
The world is a better place
For having known Charlie Kirk.
But it is certainly not a better place without him
Unless we take up his mantle
Take the torch, and shield and sword
And become real warriors of Christ
Bodhisattvas in the army of truth.
(9/12/25)
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Meditation on the 1st Luminous Mystery:
The Baptism of Jesus Christ
When Jesus reached adulthood, He came to John
(The voice in the wilderness who would prepare the path for God the Son)
And when John saw the Son of God coming to him, he declared to manifold
(“Behold! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world”)
This is the 1st Luminous Mystery – The Baptism of Jesus Christ
At first, John refused to baptize Jesus, thinking he is not worthy
(But the Lord told him to fulfill the order and let it be)
And when Jesus Christ was baptized in the river Jordan
(A voice from heaven proclaimed He is the Chosen One)
The fruit of this mystery – Openness to the Holy Spirit
Oh God who had made Thy Holy Spirit come down to Jesus Christ
(As Thy Chosen one in the Jordan by John was baptized)
The God who baptizes with the Holy Spirit
(So that man & God can meet)
As “The Baptism of Jesus Christ” had shown “Openness to the Holy Spirit”
Oh God, like in “The Baptism of Jesus Christ”, we welcome Thy Holy Ghost
(For we also want to be with Thy heavenly host)
Like Jesus & John the Baptist who were open to Thee
(We welcome in our life the God Almighty)
Praise God! We realized “Openness to the Holy Spirit” through the 1st Luminous Mystery.
-04/08/2019
*Meditations on the Mysteries of the Holy Rosary
Humanity is punctured with many breaks.
Different eyes through different holes
grasp its identity through different visions.
Openness, honesty and love to a few;
power, greed and domination to others
and to some, faith, faith, faith and just faith.
Love comes first before anything else
but while propagating others, it is fatally shot.
The so-called trail-blazers of democracy
makes it crazy in the domain of others;
feeding a Tiger until it is dangerously grown
then joining other hunters to bring it down.
Beliefs without tolerance and peace are poisons.
One is honoured with the privilege to be part of a society
so human friendly and development growing
but forgets his transition from a migrant to a citizen.
So much noise he begins to create
to turn such blessed lands to the one he escaped from;
threatening the beauty of these Nations’ civilization;
giving Australia such bile, the UK such thorn
and Russia such a devastating pill.
If life was suppose to be so,
the Emirate Kingdom wouldn’t be maintaining its identity
as it is heterogeneously mixed eleven to one portions
in favour of the accessory ingredients.
Scaling humanity through colours
is as bad as doing so through tribes.
Unity and networking never creates losers
but marginalization and oppression breed deadly tensions.
Names, ascents, appearances and gestures
are unfortunately yardsticks for interactions and mingling
then Justice becomes wounded for bias to prevail.
All these make poverty freely govern
even in an Ocean of abundance.
It is simple to keep life smiling
but impossible when love is homeless
while selfishness is rendered the most services
but under the disguise of other honourable clients.
When kindness is removed from the equation,
a habitat once peaceful becomes the hub of predators.
It was tantalizing, sweet completion
Lines of blue ink filling white space
Tastes of emotions, colors of consonants
Music of vowels, syllables singing
To create, and satiate
Then, time thinned
Responsibility and stress stepped in
Poetry, after all, does not pay the bills
Stop cloud watching and become an adult
They said, and they were right
So I packed her away, that silly girl
relegated to the dusty back room of memory
Gray and wilted, foolish scribblings
Nobody cared about anymore
Years, decades of feigned disinterest
Begins to dissolve in rediscovering
The flash of joy in composing
Ignited by a song-writing friend
Who dared encouragement
Steps sluggish, atrophied, but there
Saved in muscle memory
I hungered for nourishment, for balance
On unsteady limbs - I wanted my silly girl back
And I have her, revived on Soup from
My poetry sisters and brothers
Now, I am gaining
The reach of my wings
Soaring over cities of sonnets
Neighborhoods of roundels and rispettos
A haiku hamlet, an acrostic alleyway
Kingdoms of pantoums and villanelles
To the unfenced openness
Of free verse
I am still the bedrock of me
Stretching to climb taller trees.
2/23/19
Every person has experienced things that affect them profoundly, whether good or bad. It is my hope that you will overcome any challenges and unveil a stronger, happier you. My symbol for this unique transformation is the unicorn... Although maybe it should be a phoenix. Blessings, love and light.
She unveiled
By Michelle Morris
16/04/2020
She unveiled her new life,
Full of brightness,
Joy and light;
Not a care anymore
Had she -
All troubles and strife
Were history.
She unveiled her new heart,
Full of openness and hope;
No hidden rooms
Of pain;
No more sorrow or shame.
She unveiled her new soul,
Full of angelic flames;
Only passion and love
And faith were
Allowed to remain.
© Michelle Morris, 2020
The cooling evening breeze lifted and moved the laggard clouds
filtering the burnished moon through the sheer curtains on either side,
makes nature shiver.
Moon holds its gaze with longing over the Scottish Highlands
watching Nessie swim in the dark of the silver facets mirror lake.
She’s grandiose and magnificent in size,
with a towering neck and hump protruding from the shimmering water.
She belongs in the vast bottomless depths
of blue with her magic of immortality kept hidden.
She's welcomed to come to life to cast shadows upon the lake,
one to openness that stretch endlessly before her.
Mountains rise like giants beautiful and imposing
meeting the stark gray sky on the horizon.
Light flickers in the distant as the sky begins to darken.
Lighting erupts with rumbling growls.
Streaks zigzag and fork across the sky
in a majestic display shooting from seemingly out of nowhere
to hit the ground one after another impressive exhibition of power.
With not a soul in sight
she feeds while the moon shines.
Nature keeps an invisible secret.
12/17/2017
Poetry Contest: Loch Ness
Sponsored by: Thvia Shetley
TELL IT LIKE IT IS
I wish to tell it like it is
what I think to put that straight way:
If unpleasant, me in crisis.
though for sake of truth I should say.
If pleasant, so easy to speak.
I wish to tell it like it is.
Bad news can’t express so quick.
Evil things! I try to polish.
Honouring truth, facts I should release,
but hesitate, if it hurts, though
I wish to tell it like it is.
I know, openness to follow.
Not being harsh on empathy
I don’t hit thoughts of her or his.
Restrictions put by sympathy.
I wish to tell it like it is.
10/29/22
Tell It Like It Is
Contest by Mystic Rose Rose
I will hold you until the pain diminishes, fading away
Until I see the tears dry, making place for a smile to stay
And when it strikes again, my arms will open again too
Because it’s your heart in process of healing, I am here for you
All mixed in with ingredient of laughter and of course some fun
The simple things, silliness, that blend our hearts as one
With openness and understanding, our star of truth will shine
Flickering bright between us, while all the stars above align
So when things are hard, remember the sky embraces us too
With every falling star carrying our wishes to come true
Always have hope, just as knowing the stars are there
And I will always stand by you, doing my best to show I care
Heidi Sands
10/13/19