Unique Times

It is with a heavy and grateful heart that I share my poem with you today, “Lest I Say More”, published on MasticadoresUsa, thanks to Barbara Leonhard, Editor and the entire MUSA team. Sometimes we write what we don’t want to write to free up space in our souls to let the darkness go so we can continue to be the light from which we came. This is what that piece is for me.

Thank you for being here on good days and bad when I struggle to find words. I’ve been grappling with a poem to write ever since we had another war break out and much to my chagrin, I already had a piece accepted for publication and in the pipeline. There are no words for the brutality of these attacks that are devastating, revolting and primitive beyond belief as my friend Cheryl, from Gulf Coast Poetry said in her very well done poem, “We Long For Peace“! Please check it out Cheryl’s incredible poem with wonderful insight.

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Words pale trying to even the score.
Lest I say more?

Toddlers throw rocks and pick up sticks,
a friendly game of tug o war. 
Lest I say more?

Missiles overhead, 
lighting the night sky, 
shattering yesterday’s dreams.
Lest I say more?

Hearts bleed, children scream.
Power and greed leave us forlorn.
Lest I say more?

Life’s frailties pull at our heart strings.
Mothers longing hide 
through tears streaming.
Lest I say more?

I would be honored if you would go to MasticadoresUsa here to read the rest of my poem.

I reached out to Joan Baez again after the last time I connected with her about my poem about the war in Ukraine and didn’t hear back. It was a long shot I know, but it was worth a try. I was hopeful I might perhaps be able to interview her or perhaps have here sing a song since she is an activist for peace. She lives in our community and is neighbors with my friend and has these two paintings currently sitting outside her home.

Thank you so much for being here and to you Barbara and team for publishing this piece. I’m most grateful as we hold hands through the ethers and continue to blast love and light to end these war crimes.

Remember it’s not whether we are successful or not when we reach out to someone and follow our hunches. We never know what each intuitive feeling might lead us too when we act on them. We continue trusting our intuition because we never know where things will land and how they might ricochet light in some way. Trust yours and act on them.

Blessings of Love,

💗

Cindy

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