Peace  NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Twenty-Five

Today’s prompt was to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. Any poem will do to provide your starter line. Of course I chose a line from Mary Oliver’s newest work, Blue Horses.

Peace of God

Maybe the desire to make something beautiful is the piece of God that is inside each of us.

Maybe it is exactly the piece of God within us that longs for peace.

Maybe the peace that we long for is the divine sense of order trying to organize the chaos.

Maybe the chaos surrounding us is exactly what creates the desire for beauty.

Maybe I  could be wrong but what of the chaos beyond explanation?What of bigotry and hatred?What of war and injustice?

Maybe as we connect with our piece of God to create beauty, maybe in that space is where we find peace.

Wearing Brave NaPoWriMo 2016

This morning, Evan read my poem “Wearing Brave” over my shoulder. Then he told me he had an idea for poem and asked me to write it down. He even titled it all by himself. Of course, I happily assisted. 😊 Below you will find both my poem and the Ev inspired one. Love that Little Wonder and the way he thinks. I think his poem would make a great children’s book.

wearing brave

if bravery were a color
it would be red i suppose,
for all the souls who bled to live
a truth which nobody knows.
it would be the red fire of courage
burning for causes without names,
for lives that hang in the balance,
for truth spoken without shame.
it would be the way that love rejoices
as darkness resurrects into light,
as undaunted, courageous voices
echo on to continue the fight.
if bravery were a color
it would be red i suppose,
for all the souls who bled to live
a truth which nobody knows.

Blue Dogs All The Way
(inspired by the story of Little Wonder)

If blue were a color, and I was blue,
What would I do?
What would I do?
I’d bark like a dog and wag like one, too;
I’d be a best friend, a wagging true blue.
If I were a dog, and I was blue,
What would I do?
What would I do?
I’d dig a big hole and hide my bone well
Under the bushes where no one could tell.
If I were a bone hiding dog who was blue,
What would I do?
What would I do?
The day after hiding my bone I would run
Happy and healthy out under the sun.
If I were a slap happy dog who was blue,
What would I do?
What would I do?
I’d dig up my bone from under the trees
and chew all day with the birds and the bees.
If blue were a color and I was blue,
What would I do?
What would I do?
I would love the world full of rainbow hues
and wonder all day with thoughts that amuse.