War and Peace

Knell Bell


Ash, fallen losing its form,

drifting to places—

Places once given to life

now void in the body.

Blemished leavings of

perfect love and life—

Spent time, celebrations

now void in the mind.

Consciousness

to awareness made up

of dreams and hopes,

now void in the soul.

The ticking of the clock,

the clanging echoing,

noises made in the senses,

now void in the hearing.

Spoken words of promise

of heart felt memories

devoted love forever—

now void in heart.

We have heard many

warnings, sounding often

in the distance, never noticed—

until we hear the ringing.

Knell bell

final sounding—

Echo without vibrations,

muted sounds, never heard; but felt.

copyrighted: CMM 2002

September 11th, 2017 Leave a comment 9/11, Autumn, broken people, broken places, broken trust, courage, death, disasters, dispair, Hope, Love, Military and Families, Poet, Poetry, Prayer, strength, time passed, War and Peace eagleandchildinkling

Shaded Moon


I plant flowers,
Lavender, under
A pink moon.
I see babies,
Crying lifeless,
Under faded moon.
The water sprinkles
Into the fertile
Soil of promise.
While red rivers
Run just below
The still cradles.
A paradox lives,
I see the lavender,
They bury innocence.
       copyright:  2017  CMM  

August 7th, 2017 Leave a comment Children, Hope, Moon, Paradox, Poet, Poetry, War and Peace eagleandchildinkling