Long Pacifism Poems

I am who I am

Were you to ask where I’m from my past my tale my next of kin
the answer lies in who tells my narrative my twist what kind of spin

My autobiography is quickly...

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You And I

I am the rose, you are the thorn, 
I am the calm, you are the storm, 
I am the light, you are the dark, 
You are the kindling, I am the spark

I am...

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this is a true if near impossible contest
how can you write a poem about mourning
and honouring the ones deceased in a war
without it being somewhat political

you do not have to be a feminist
and as a...

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No need for violence or aggression
A passive acceptance of oppression 
A powerful tool for social protest
To be peaceful and not violence many will resist
It presumes the intent of social change
Some believe not using belligerence is...

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The Mourning Morning 100 and 50 Years On

Robert Graves lies in Wilfried Owen’s grave ponders the War
to end all Wars that continue  with nothing else for us in store
and Barry Mc Guire sang summed...

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We bleed the same blood,
Can we share the same earth?
We fight for peace and justice,
But what’s it all worth?
The prejudice and hate,
Are because of humanity’s fears,
To see innocents die by this,
Brings me to tears.

If history...

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An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Violence is in your schools and communities that is the proof
Every tear can be a drop of nourishment 
Each one of us can help to create...

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L is for Laughter, we share Lavishly.
O is for the fights that explode Occasionally
V is for the insurmountable Vastness of us.
E is love Eternity that is so much more than lust
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P is for Pacifism, to...

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Sisters
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It is not “P. C.” to be anti-war,

Or to refuse to stuff one’s face with meat.

Quakers are not pacifists anymore

 

By definition.  It’s not like before.

These things are individual.  We can cheat.

It is...

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Thunderous fighter birds,
loud torrential explosives,
blood thirsty Kalashnikovs,
monstrous and destructive tanks,
bloodshed by the river banks,
numerous catacombs interred,
dismembered bodies
on landscapes littered.
Vengeful hearts embittered,
countless tragedies,
misery corrodes like corrosives,
lawlessness without caution,
insanity without option,
hell is incessantly let loose,
for safety you...

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Encrypted liturgies time-honoured fascinations....

Aside these contiguous rivers of resoundings ~

Tintinnabulating endemics adorned amid the amulets of

Unilaterals ornate tidings enchanting chimes

If one so seeks to find....

This paean charm beyond their own eyes then

Whom can truly say...

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If only the archangel Gabriel
would visit and with holy host proclaim
“Children of Creation, let there be
no anchor for rancor in the Dead Sea,
nor fuel for cruelty in Bethlehem;
let people enjoy temple, steeple, and mosque,
live their...

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Was there any option left ?
Violence was there,
evil existed in pacifism.

Signature flora demonstrates
the mental poise.
I call for the imperfections.

In blue mood, I kill the moon
and take a walk on the cinders.
Will you give me a...

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