Poems About Peace Seeking Friendly Advice
#peace
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 11:50am
9th Apr 2024 11:50am
Some things (and places) are worth the hype
Human-made wonders
can be hit and miss
when it comes to the awe department,
but nature never disappoints.
And human nature,
when at its rare best
can be truly extraordinary.
To see night fall within seconds
under a blazing crown,
and day return just as fast –
truly worthy of all the glory,
and others will write of it
more eloquently than I.
But
to witness it with thousands
who have sat cramped in cars for hours
through towns where “traffic” means
three cars at the...
can be hit and miss
when it comes to the awe department,
but nature never disappoints.
And human nature,
when at its rare best
can be truly extraordinary.
To see night fall within seconds
under a blazing crown,
and day return just as fast –
truly worthy of all the glory,
and others will write of it
more eloquently than I.
But
to witness it with thousands
who have sat cramped in cars for hours
through towns where “traffic” means
three cars at the...
#shadows
#peace
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2024
#humankind #NaPoWriMo2024
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4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:30am
7th Apr 2024 9:30am
Glacier Blue
The water was a blue universe where the soul is fluid.
Lifetime far away from the closest human grid.
Aquamarine dream, shines a glacial sheen
of a mountainside secluded lake.
Engulfed in triangular summits with their bleached
termination dust flakes.
The peace was so still and so primitively profound.
There existed no need to make a single sound.
My every hurt was soothed with liquid blue bliss.
Morning would bring a hypnotic mist.
Moistening blades of grass that are April sun kissed.
Grateful to be alive to witness such a sight. ...
Lifetime far away from the closest human grid.
Aquamarine dream, shines a glacial sheen
of a mountainside secluded lake.
Engulfed in triangular summits with their bleached
termination dust flakes.
The peace was so still and so primitively profound.
There existed no need to make a single sound.
My every hurt was soothed with liquid blue bliss.
Morning would bring a hypnotic mist.
Moistening blades of grass that are April sun kissed.
Grateful to be alive to witness such a sight. ...
#water
#nature
#mountains #peace
#mountains #peace
84 reads
19 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 00:39am
7th Apr 2024 00:39am
Vietnam Medic
Vietnam Medic
hills of Vietnam
where medic
bandages wounds
of Odin’s warriors
as jungle blues
Sing from radio
In cool air
Of mountain Gods
Upon steep slopes
Rising from bamboo forest
In thatched roof hut
where small TV
Projects ghostly cinema
Of moon walkers
In 1969
For idyllic medicine man
Under roof of heaven
With occasional gunfire
To keep him honest
© 2024 by John Hindle
hills of Vietnam
where medic
bandages wounds
of Odin’s warriors
as jungle blues
Sing from radio
In cool air
Of mountain Gods
Upon steep slopes
Rising from bamboo forest
In thatched roof hut
where small TV
Projects ghostly cinema
Of moon walkers
In 1969
For idyllic medicine man
Under roof of heaven
With occasional gunfire
To keep him honest
© 2024 by John Hindle
#war
#universe
#moon
#nature
#peace
41 reads
0 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 00:53am
30th Mar 2024 00:53am
Return To The Secret Stream
I'm back.
But the stream already knew that.
My eyes feast on the clear sunlit bronze stream.
The bottom scattered with pebbles
possessing deep desires and last hope dreams.
Glossed white rushing rapids
are sliced in two by protruding stone.
Sometimes the meaning is
simply no meaning flowing over the stream's bones.
Free from the prison of my mind,
I meander barefoot
in the bubbling, sparkling water divine.
This hidden remarkable, the secret stream,
turns tranquil peace into creative steam.
But the stream already knew that.
My eyes feast on the clear sunlit bronze stream.
The bottom scattered with pebbles
possessing deep desires and last hope dreams.
Glossed white rushing rapids
are sliced in two by protruding stone.
Sometimes the meaning is
simply no meaning flowing over the stream's bones.
Free from the prison of my mind,
I meander barefoot
in the bubbling, sparkling water divine.
This hidden remarkable, the secret stream,
turns tranquil peace into creative steam.
#inspirational
#nature
#peace
119 reads
14 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 7:11pm
28th Mar 2024 7:11pm
The Soft Assurance Of Destiny
We want the 9th inauguration as we stand in the midst of your Heavenly Glory
The meek shall inherit the land in the shadows of society’s systematic purgatory
We have fused within portals of time, made castles in the skies
Our Kingdom from the calling as we submerge in the benediction of the abyss
Drowned overboard corpses lost in a reminisce, reborn into Psalms Lullabies
The sail of the wind propels the flight of our pilgrimage, the more mountains our weary feet have climbed ...
The meek shall inherit the land in the shadows of society’s systematic purgatory
We have fused within portals of time, made castles in the skies
Our Kingdom from the calling as we submerge in the benediction of the abyss
Drowned overboard corpses lost in a reminisce, reborn into Psalms Lullabies
The sail of the wind propels the flight of our pilgrimage, the more mountains our weary feet have climbed ...
#spiritual
#sun
#water
#peace
#rebirth
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2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 12:05pm
27th Mar 2024 12:05pm
Secret Stream
Even with the departure of a defeated winter.
Spring's backstage feeling very conceited.
Bare branches still bend in their naked contortion.
With blatant desire for lush summer leaves fortune.
The trees whispered their longing
telepathically to the breeze.
The stream was a mysterious gold, green & brown.
Translucent was the elder boulder ground.
The drapes of hemlock need no announcing sound.
Below rock bottom, is a hardly reached equation.
A survival where peace is the eternal sum.
The secret stream will restore your inner...
Spring's backstage feeling very conceited.
Bare branches still bend in their naked contortion.
With blatant desire for lush summer leaves fortune.
The trees whispered their longing
telepathically to the breeze.
The stream was a mysterious gold, green & brown.
Translucent was the elder boulder ground.
The drapes of hemlock need no announcing sound.
Below rock bottom, is a hardly reached equation.
A survival where peace is the eternal sum.
The secret stream will restore your inner...
#spring
#nature
#peace
93 reads
19 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 8:22pm
19th Mar 2024 8:22pm
The Sovereign Of My Care (My Royal Insignia-COTS)
Black Obsidian
Silver Candle
Nag Champa Incense
All Mirrors Draped
In the hunt for hidden treasures, riches of golden pleasures
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears,...
Silver Candle
Nag Champa Incense
All Mirrors Draped
In the hunt for hidden treasures, riches of golden pleasures
The map compass is sending me on a journey I started early this morning
Been all over the world, gathering mysteries
Rested my head in third world countries, adopting their histories
We take so many things for granted we have in our sole possession
Laborer of hands, cut off for conflict diamonds, mines patrolled and controlled by government given weapons
Children’s faces of silent tears,...
#peace
#spiritual
159 reads
3 Comments
AltairEndian
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 9:25am
16th Mar 2024 9:25am
This road I’m blessed to walk
This road I’m blessed to walk
Requires little talk
Requires lots of knowing
Requires lots of doing
Requires lots of calm
Requires lots of peace
This road I walk in silence
No drama and no violence
No hall of fame for me
My deepest wish: to just be
Sometimes I miss the chatter
Sometimes I miss the talk
But depth is my reward
On this road I’m blessed to walk
Requires little talk
Requires lots of knowing
Requires lots of doing
Requires lots of calm
Requires lots of peace
This road I walk in silence
No drama and no violence
No hall of fame for me
My deepest wish: to just be
Sometimes I miss the chatter
Sometimes I miss the talk
But depth is my reward
On this road I’m blessed to walk
#courage
#peace
44 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 8:24pm
13th Mar 2024 8:24pm
Standing In The Light Of His Heaven
Ahh that super vanity word that has been the downfall or uprising of women since the beginning of our time.
It is Wednesday and we’re almost through another work week, where is time evolving. In lieu of that question, I do hope everyone is adjusting to the absence of the hour.
The energy being released here today leading up to a pivotal moment of watching a Solar Eclipse is and will be crucial to the mind Heaven (heart), Earth (the temple), and it plays like a magnetic field to the soul (rebirth).
Guard against...
It is Wednesday and we’re almost through another work week, where is time evolving. In lieu of that question, I do hope everyone is adjusting to the absence of the hour.
The energy being released here today leading up to a pivotal moment of watching a Solar Eclipse is and will be crucial to the mind Heaven (heart), Earth (the temple), and it plays like a magnetic field to the soul (rebirth).
Guard against...
#sun
#water
#peace
#determination
#success
188 reads
4 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 7:27pm
4th Mar 2024 7:27pm
Haiku
sun slowly sets blush
wind and earth spinning in time
universal dance
wind and earth spinning in time
universal dance
#love
#nature
#peace #LifeAsAWriter
#peace #LifeAsAWriter
141 reads
12 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 10:30am
3rd Mar 2024 10:30am
Mountain Sunrise
There was a peaceful way the soft rays
of dawn's infant light.
Lay beside the enigmatic shadows
of the silent mountainside.
The sight melted every care away,
lasting a multitude of sweet moments
within my day.
The lovely ambient orange glow.
Softens the shape of the days
I don't yet know.
Paralysis of pain.
The strong mountain,
whispers my name.
Conditions of pleasure
exist at the summit of my brain.
of dawn's infant light.
Lay beside the enigmatic shadows
of the silent mountainside.
The sight melted every care away,
lasting a multitude of sweet moments
within my day.
The lovely ambient orange glow.
Softens the shape of the days
I don't yet know.
Paralysis of pain.
The strong mountain,
whispers my name.
Conditions of pleasure
exist at the summit of my brain.
#mountains
#peace
#dawn
113 reads
18 Comments
Her
Poem Published
1st Mar 2024 11:23am
1st Mar 2024 11:23am
Peace
It was there
That
Foreignness
I felt
When I thought
My life
Couldn’t get
Any worse
It was elusive
But it was
There
It doesn’t
Matter
That it took
Fifty five
Years
To arrive
Or
That right
Now
It seems
To have
Disappeared
It will be back
That night
Peace
Saved me
I don’t
Need
Saving
Right now
What I
Need
Is
Temperance
...
That
Foreignness
I felt
When I thought
My life
Couldn’t get
Any worse
It was elusive
But it was
There
It doesn’t
Matter
That it took
Fifty five
Years
To arrive
Or
That right
Now
It seems
To have
Disappeared
It will be back
That night
Peace
Saved me
I don’t
Need
Saving
Right now
What I
Need
Is
Temperance
...
#hope
#peace
#SelfReflection
86 reads
18 Comments
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