May 25, 2017

Visionaries (The language of roses)

Here is another poem that captures my attention


(In Memory of Mary Rudge)

Seekers of the exotic,
riders of water and wind,
shapers of jewels and images,
builders of bridges/breakthroughs,
explorers of Mars, the psyche,
artists, students,
celebrants, elders,
embryos this moment conceived—

whatever we will be in an hour,
tomorrow, a hundred years
or at the last turn of the earth
under moonlight's incantations,
whatever comes
   may we lean toward
      the language of roses.

-Claire J. Baker

from San Francisco Peace and Hope (A literary journal devoted to poetry and art)

Steve Eulberg's Poetry and Writing Blog 2016-08-06 05:48:00

A Better Weapon
by Andre

A poem is a better weapon
Than a knife
Because a poem will lead you
To a better future
To succeed
A poem will set your mind free
A knife will lead you
To violence
To jail
And maybe
To death

Published in They Call Me 299-359:  Writings by the Incarcerated Youth of Free Minds Book Club & Writing Workshop