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Poets for Tsunami Relief: Poet Shiv

Sunrise After 8.9

Yes
there was
a gory dark time
of the eclipse
of 8.9
But far
on a rosy horizon
to have darkness undone
sits another baby
sun
I feel
it somewhat low
but I still feel it
with glow
This is
the sun that
will bring close those
who in current life are cast
and memories of those
who were amongst us
in the near
past
This is
the sun that will
shine upon what’s in disdain
and upon what cannot be
put together
again
Now
its rays
reflect the
pain (that trembling thrust)
of my dear brothers and sisters
and warmly touch me
as a reminder
of oneness
of us
My soul
feels the warmth
in their acceptance
of the power of nature’s will
and feels the pain in
their surrendered smiles
I feel
them somewhat near;
and ever more
dear
far out
on a rosy horizon
to have grave darkness undone
I feel surely sits
baby sun
will again
from its cradle
in the east shine the sun
just like ages ago
its luster had
begun
Hail the sun
for rising again!
Hail the sun
for shining again!
I feel
it somewhat low
but I really feel
it glow 

My feelings world will grow
as per the master plan
the sun that now lies low
will again rise from Japan
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Shiv is poet and musician based in California. http://shivpoetry.blogspot.com and twitter: @shivpreetsingh
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Poet Runaway Sentence

how to explain
devastation
by earth and water
to a child
who loves the earth
and the ocean?

as snow melts
and rains come down
water pools on streets
and seeps
in new england basements
during mud season?

slow water rising
not the same
as tidal waves crashing
no worries, little one
no earthquakes here
no walls of water here

find a way to teach
no worries
but to worry
no nightmares but care
words to action
truth to power

in facing the torrent
not to turn away.

marian of runaway sentence is an opinionated mom living in western Massachusetts who stresses the importance of using your words.

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Poet Evelyn Adams

Somber Splash

On a new toy
Run film
Tsunami old news
We’ve seen it all

Water to the wheels
Water to the doors
Water to the second floors

Shock of water
Is
Cars rushing
Warehouse next, floating

Shrink of water
Is
We are small
And
The earth can get rid of us
Whenever it wants to…

Evelyn Adams is a poet living in Boston, USA. Read more of her poetry and prose at  her blog www.fillingahole.wordpress.com

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Poet Colleen Hannah

LIVING LIFE IN A SUBDUCTION ZONE

Forced down and shifting sideways
Living life in a subduction zone
The mantle’s quaking dust has flown
The clock stopped counting time is done

Living life in a subduction zone
And it’s heave ho and away we go
Clock stopped counting time is done
I wait in line for cracks to form

And it’s heave ho and away we go
The love wave starts its surface hum
I wait in line for cracks to form
Dig my fissure root within

The love wave starts its surface hum
It is all or nothing stick the pin
Dig my fissure—root within
Clinging deep the earth gives in

Forced down and shifting sideways
Living life in a subduction zone
And it’s heave ho and away we go
The love wave starts its surface hum…

Colleen Hannah, @1RoguePoet http://www.vancouverislandpsychosis.wordpress.com lives on Vancouver Island, right next door to the Cascadia Subduction Zone. She wrote me, “Knowing an earthquake like Japan’s could happen here as well, I wrote my poem keeping in mind how fragile we are not only in body but in love and life as well, I hope it will help in some small way.”

She adds, “This is a pantoum with parataxis ending in invented form. The invented form consists of changing traditional ending to using first lines of the first 4 stanzas, in a five stanza pantoum, as the last 4 lines of last stanza.” Here’s her traditional ending to the poem:

TRADITIONAL ENDING

It is all or nothing time to win
The mantle’s quaking dust has flown
Clinging deep the earth gives in
Forced down and shifting sideways

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JAPAN

There is a day when waking
we shed our swings of innocence
picking up the tools
of promise
we work to change the world.

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Poet Mike Cowan

black muddy waters

black muddy waters
came rolling by
they’ve swept my love
in their raging tides

Earth, to my wife
had sworn to be,
a home of peace
to her and me

but waters rose
from angry seas
and covered Earth
and lands and we

and in the swift
blink of an eye,
my love was sailed
to the Other Side.


Mike Cowan is a Southern poet living in rural Jackson County, Georgia.
On writing this poem, Mike commented on his own blog, Southern Musings, http://southernmusings.wordpress.com “I actually saw a picture of this man walking on top of literally a field of twisted metal and cars and debris. The caption read that he was looking for his wife.”
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