Poems About Peace by Top Critiquers
#peace
Home again
when forest turn to crimson glow
with the dappled sunlight below
I gather up my gossamer gown
straighten up my flower crown
when gentle breeze begin to blow
caressing the hair on sweaty brow
the songs of birds a symphony
the rustles of leaves accompany
the puffy clouds in the sky
nature's talent in strokes
of its divine brushes apply
leaves of yellow and russets
When night descent dimming daylight
dark curtain with twinkling stars
spread across in cool twilight
walk I home, wandering grace
...
with the dappled sunlight below
I gather up my gossamer gown
straighten up my flower crown
when gentle breeze begin to blow
caressing the hair on sweaty brow
the songs of birds a symphony
the rustles of leaves accompany
the puffy clouds in the sky
nature's talent in strokes
of its divine brushes apply
leaves of yellow and russets
When night descent dimming daylight
dark curtain with twinkling stars
spread across in cool twilight
walk I home, wandering grace
...
#nature
#peace
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The Great Forgetting
Visual piece
#peace
#spiritual
#humankind
#philosophical
#wisdom
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Roaring Women
To all the ladies/women
out there roar loudly
let it be heard
fight the system to
create a world of
peace and equality
help everyone including
the men who don't
understand why you
are fighting for your
equal rights to which
I will help always help you
by treating you the
ladies/women by showing
Kindness and Respect
and supporting your
Decisions
out there roar loudly
let it be heard
fight the system to
create a world of
peace and equality
help everyone including
the men who don't
understand why you
are fighting for your
equal rights to which
I will help always help you
by treating you the
ladies/women by showing
Kindness and Respect
and supporting your
Decisions
#kindness
#women
#peace
#CallToAction
#respect
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Res Publica
I've seen the moon by mountain top
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
#politics
#peace
#TruthOfLife #inequality
#TruthOfLife #inequality
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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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My Soul's Genesis
In nature's art, my soul's genesis
where images become memories
of my mind's metamorphosis
through the portal of life
wrapped in the tenderness
of leaves sighing gentle breeze
a place where I am at peace
with no shadow at my feet
where images become memories
of my mind's metamorphosis
through the portal of life
wrapped in the tenderness
of leaves sighing gentle breeze
a place where I am at peace
with no shadow at my feet
#nature
#peace
#philosophical
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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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ut omnes inveniat pacem
May we all be so lucky
to find her
shes out there
her arms are wide open
Her name is peace
shes there for the taking
shes warm and cozy
a special person hug kinda cozy
shes always there
grab her
and be free
to find her
shes out there
her arms are wide open
Her name is peace
shes there for the taking
shes warm and cozy
a special person hug kinda cozy
shes always there
grab her
and be free
#peace
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My simple abode
Oh, how I like the night
My piercing longing,
In the light of those distant stars
I love her simple peace ...
And the silence that spread
Among the brooding shadows -
She crept today
With her invisible step ...
So eternally beautiful
In the night flickering of lights,
Where darkness plays
In my simple abode ..
My piercing longing,
In the light of those distant stars
I love her simple peace ...
And the silence that spread
Among the brooding shadows -
She crept today
With her invisible step ...
So eternally beautiful
In the night flickering of lights,
Where darkness plays
In my simple abode ..
#night
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
#lust
#SelfReflection
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the arms of grace
just think if compassion
and mercy
were not uncommon
acts,
what if these virtues
came a easily as drinking
water, breathing, or
sleeping.
what would this world
be like:
wars, genocide, atrocities
would end,
hunger, homelessness,
poverty would no
longer be tolerated,
addiction, abuse,
domestic violence
would desolve before
the continence of
grace
can you picture a
world like
this?
...you can!
come on ...
and mercy
were not uncommon
acts,
what if these virtues
came a easily as drinking
water, breathing, or
sleeping.
what would this world
be like:
wars, genocide, atrocities
would end,
hunger, homelessness,
poverty would no
longer be tolerated,
addiction, abuse,
domestic violence
would desolve before
the continence of
grace
can you picture a
world like
this?
...you can!
come on ...
#kindness
#courage
#peace
#healing
#tolerance
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Demons
#love
#kindness
#peace #SelfDiscovery
#peace #SelfDiscovery
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Realization
There was a brief time
when I believed I would be okay.
I felt unconditionally relieved.
I knew that one day,
serenity would wash over me,
and I would feel healed.
It would squash the hurt
and forge a shield from that pain.
I swear I held it in my hand
and saw the possibility.
Glares of sunshine as a grand design
filled my lungs with life.
I tasted the richness
of what it felt like to feel alive.
I wasted no time diving
into the appeal of existence.
However, as I dove
I saw the abyss open its arms.
The...
when I believed I would be okay.
I felt unconditionally relieved.
I knew that one day,
serenity would wash over me,
and I would feel healed.
It would squash the hurt
and forge a shield from that pain.
I swear I held it in my hand
and saw the possibility.
Glares of sunshine as a grand design
filled my lungs with life.
I tasted the richness
of what it felt like to feel alive.
I wasted no time diving
into the appeal of existence.
However, as I dove
I saw the abyss open its arms.
The...
#peace
#depression
#MentalHealth #rhyming
#MentalHealth #rhyming
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DU Poetry : Poems About Peace by Top Critiquers