To love unconditionally
To pass the tests
To be humble
To walk in awe
To be kind to others
To share our wealth
Whatever that may be-
Humour, love, strength, patience
Words of wisdom
To listen carefully.
To be brave
To walk forward into battle
With a steadfast heart
And rising mettle
Knowing that win or lose
To be wise
Keep calm and peaceful
In the storms that rage inside
And know that tomorrow the skies will clear
And beyond the misty gloom
The rainbows will reappear.
Kia Kaha- to be strong
To guard our children fiercely
And cry real tears of sorrow
For all the mothers who have lost their children
And know that every day is long
Alison Jean Hankinson
For d’Verse poetics, again written this weekend- I was clearly in need of some chicken soup for the soul. I would hope that this is an optimistic poem and a reminder that we are humble and to be cognisant of the battles we are all fighting underneath the surface.
I remember the soft snowflakes
Delicate as lace
Framed by the cold frigid moonlight
Falling gently to the ground.
Shrouding the world in a pure white blanket
Which sought to cleanse another winter
But pure white turned to grey
And the peaceful night became another dirty day.
Alison Jean Hankinson
This is my contribution for d’Verse open night.
The image is from pixabay,
(If it was the Whales- we’d save them)
When Shep died and we were still young
We cried for our loss- not Shep’s
Now we have grown up and walked forward
But to our shame our souls have slipped backwards.
Rape, pillage and plunder, massacre and torture
Genocide, legalised murder and organised crime.
We can turn a blind eye if it’s not on our doorstep
There’s always a scapegoat, someone to blame.
If it’s not in our country then it’s not our problem
We can share in their loss without suffering the shame
Of committing the crime.
Voyeurism isn’t a crime.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone
Are any of us without sin
When we are the ones allowing it to happen?
Alison Jean Hankinson.
This poem is for d’Verse open link night. #189 Open link #189
The image is from Flickr and is of Syrian refugees. This is the link:
Inside my head
Dreams and aspirations gone awry
Future peace mocked by the war-torn pieces
Of a world gone mad.
Alison Jean Hankinson 20/12/2016