Poems
Peace Poem Print

Matthew Kopp, Chicago

When angry and upset
Filled with wrath and fear and fight
I then see the world in
Only black and white

Peace is then a flower
That grows
In greatness, grace and might
That conjurs up the power
To see the colors and the light.

Then when troubled with
Resentments
Clamping cramping closing tight
I then only seem to know
a world of wrong
And a world of right.

Peace is then my teacher
That gives me second sight
To see the colors and the difference
And new possibilities of life.

 
A Formula for World Peace Print

Linda Ohlson Graham, Colorado


Beginnings

from creation

breathe peace and joy and balance.


They are

what REAL-ity is made of.

Humanity chooses.


Breathing :

How conscious we are in each moment

(of our breath …

as it enters and exits our body)

determines our experience.


Letting go of thinking …

gently

with very little effort

is an essential component.


We … as a 'collected' race of people

could enter what's called 'Heaven'.


HERE …

NOW …


We simply need to 'choose' it.

 
Feeling Peace Print

Megan Zehnde, Santa Clara, California

Not feeling fragmented from
Technology, politics or fear.

Focusing enough to express with precision.
One particular moment . .

Having the will to dig. Surrounded by support of
Exploring. One-word answers being insufficient.
Creating an environment of
Interest. Having the faith to finish.

Feeling emotions with the whole body
Allowing their evolution. Accepting,
Inviting in the worry and the pain.
Giving preference to gratitude.
This is where I feel peace.

 
Vrede Snoepje (Peace Candy) Print
Jayne Falugo,

United Network of Young Peacebuilders, The Hague, Netherlands

 

Peace, peace

Who wants peace?

 

It’s easy to do,

You just have to choose.

 

Give an extra smile?

Create a new style!

 

So why don’t you say,

Being Valentine’s Day,

 

I choose peace!”

Now that would be sweet!

 

 

 
A Green Week Print

Ada Aharoni, Israel


A week like fresh mint,

a green week spreading

its fragrance to the roots

of my being

 

"Have a green week!"

My father used to bless us

on Saturday nights,

"Have a green year"

he beamed,

brandishing a fresh mint sprig

over our curly heads -

and give it back

to the world

fully blossoming.

 

Who will give me

a green week

now that he's dead?

Now that the Gates of Heaven

are shut, and we

dump our grayish nuclear waste

in the belly depths

of our innocent green earth?

 

Only peace science

Only peace technology

Only peace, ushering

A World Beyond War.

 
Amour Print
A. Soro, Ivory Coast

Amour.
Je ne te demande pas la lune,
Qu'elle soit en diamant ou en toute autre fortune.
Je n'aspire pas aux splandeurs du firmament,
Même lorsqu'il deploie,son plus beau tapis d'argent.
Je n'envie pas les éclats du soleil,
Dont un seul rayon suffit pour rechauffer mon corps.
Mais je veux vivre avec toi un Amour vrai,
Partager tes souffrances et tes misères.
Je veux vivre cet Amour,
Qu'ont chanté tous les prophètes et poètes.
Je veux vivre cet Amour,
Même s'il n'a plus toute sa raison,
S'il a perdu ses valeurs,
Et si parfois, sa detresse conduit à la douleur
Je veux vivre cet Amour,
Sans crainte ni peur,
Peur pour mes enfants, peur du lendemain;
Aimer dignement! Aimer en être libre!!
Aimer en être humain!!!
Aimer! Même quand j'en ai assez!
Aimer! est-ce vraiment trop demander?
Ne rêves-tui pas d'un monde meilleur?
D'un monde nouveau, bâti sur de vraies valeurs,
Une vraie justice,
Où l'Amour et la paix règnent en vainqueur!
Toi et moi devons y contribuer,
Je t'aimerai même dans le plus haut des cieux.
Ton seul et unique Amour
 
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