untitled love poem 'i have sat among those in love and watched it live and die right before my eyes' the old man said to me my heart was crumbling with loss and here was the old man talking to me in my moment of solitude pain suffering anguish loss. 'full love is as rare …
Poet Natasha Head
Will We Ever Hurt Across the ocean, around the world Devastation knows no limits When our kind are left to suffer As happenstance or coincidence Embraces them in a vice like grip Our prayers fly, but not fast enough As families are torn Tossed like discarded paper Into the vortex of the unknown Swimming toward …
UK Poet Dave Whippman
Tanka Buildings fall, streets flood: An aerial view of distress. Most suffering, though, has no image. It takes its victims unseen; Does not recede like water. Dave Whippman is a UK poet and prose writer. He lives in the north of England. ________________________________________ Thanks for reading Poets for Tsunami Relief. Please consider a donation to …
Poet Joanna Lee
Prayers in rough wood My prayers in rough wood are strung up with twine and hope, spiral like incense to an unhearing heaven, float back to the ears of men Who with gentle hands unfold my finger-petals, suck out from cupped palm the splinters of unborn dreams, catch the bleeding dew of faith. Joanna Suzanne …
Poet Kirsten Shaw
Bent to pray Spring flowers pause in silence from their bloom it's not meant to be like this On the news they recount a cost worth more than any jackpot luck The watching close their desperate eyes heads not turned but bent to pray Hoping it's not too late for love to change the world …
Heather Grace Stewart 