Far From | M Spear
Far from where
we should be –
Far from where
we are headed –
The journey will
take us as we
support each other
through the loops.
working together poems
No Island of Escape | G. Louis Heath
There is no island on the rivers, nor in
The lakes or seas, or in abstruse clouds
To escape the plagues of humankind.
All bear the black dog on their backs
As shadow nibbles mountain, plain, and
Valley to our doors. Yes, the megrims
Bite deep but we must carry on against
The plagues that beset us. The way is
Hard, strewn with mighty windfalls and
Boulders, on a high, torturous route, each
Step precarious. We hunger for the meadow,
Open to all. There we can enfold one unto
Another, build bridges of spirit and act, to
Deny the evil days of barbarous annihilation.
Clinched | Langley Shazor
While we wait
Helplessly beckoning
The change brought about
By the hands of someone else
We consistently overlook
The measure of change
Within our grasps
Hands outstretched
Imploring the dissolution of conditions
For which we have set the stage
We could simply pull the curtain
Exit stage left
And no longer patronize this establishment
But that would require effort
The subject of a bygone era
An institution
Whose doors seem to be bolted shut
They can be forced open
If we would but put all our hands in
There would be no need to look for hand outs