this angry spillage
this unyielding storm,
with new voices
will this be a cleansing?
it is time, it is time!
For Frank Tassone Weekly Challenge where the prompt is “Justice”. To read further and see other entries go
Justice for George Floyd whose life was snuffed out by the Minneapolis police by kneeling on his neck, for over 8 minutes, until he was dead, in plain sight!!
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this cloud, generations old
cavalier cruelty has me bawling again
in search of air I walk to the park
no sign of the sun
yet, a toddler chases butterflies
In response to the theme this week over at Colleen’s for Tanka Tuesday is a quote offered by Merril
“How fare that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.”
– William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice.
To read more about the challenge or to participate go
Also linked to OLN Open Link Night over at dVerse Poet’s Pub where Grace is hosting. Go have a look see
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A redwood tree house
A sit-in for the ages
Buzz of the saw stilled
There is a stand being taken to save the California redwood trees from the saw of the lumber companies. This conscientious objector has taken to living up a tree. Trees that have been around since He walked the earth.
Follow this link for more info.
Hearts and minds indelibly inked
A disconnect from statues in place
Black life don’t matter
Those charged with upholding
guided by inked hearts and minds
Modern day linching
No, he was not 22 he was only 12
He was reaching for license and
Yes, He’s got a smart mouth he
shouldn’t have to pay with his life
One step forward 5 steps backward
Sad, sad times that should no longer be