Seeing Clearly

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Looking in mind’s mirror of cracked broken glass

I see myself as cracked and broken as well

Peering through hammered glass, I see

images and shapes through cataracts clouded

Looking out through tinted windows, I see

The world around me clearly // unglaring

Carrying on” as usual, as it cycles on and on

As though looking in a mirror of clear glass

reflecting my image in true perspective…

Whole // an eternal soul in an aging body

Created in the image of God!

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Winter of my Mind (in this summer of my life)

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I am in the winter of my mind, where shadows creep

and darkness comes early // seeming never to sleep…

closing in and overshadowing my thoughts.

 

Creativity remains with each bright new day

bringing a spot of sunshine from friends far away

of like minded bloggers and a few online friends.

 

I must close off the darkness // of  “hurricane News”

and “tornadoes of fear” // with darkness infused

leaving my mind destroyed by what I hear.

 

I’ll go back to my writing and pretend not to see

the streets in upheaval and the mothers who plea

for children caught in the crossfire // each day, it seems.

 

For truth these days seem more one’s perception

with marching politicians and Covid physicians

and dissent is met with racial accusations.

Photo; Dwight L. Roth

I am sharing this on open link night at d”Verse poets night.  With all that has been going on the past five months, I feel a little stir-crazy at times. Seems a lot of others feel the same way from all chaos I  see happening across the country, on the evening news. It pains me to see children shot, and no one seems to raise a voice or carry a sign for them. Very sad indeed! These are some of my thoughts as I stay in my cocoon!

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I got my inspiration for this poem today, after reading Lynn’s Poem this morning:

window to writer’s world

Then What? (Political Satire)

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When distasteful statues of heritage are gone

and the founding fathers permanently buried

and our country’s history erased // then what?

When the constitution is rewritten

and modified and amendments deleted

in the name of progress // then what?

When the drive of capitalism is sedated

and wealth redistributed to those who have never worked

and banks replaced by government 666 chips // then what?

When everyone is forced into political correctness

and all the “I’m sorry people” are reconditioned

to all think alike // then what?

When “swords are beaten into plowshares”

and all the guns are recycled to a few

who keep the disgruntled in line // then what?

When religions are squelched for deviant thinking

and non compliance revives the “burning at the stake”

and “God is Dead” // then what?

When anarchy and revolution turns into an Orwellian nightmare

and Big Brother/Sister monitors and controls everything we do

and creativity and culture become acts of treason // then what?

2024 is not that far away!

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As I watch the conflict and clashes between protesters/rioter and Police and National Guardsmen in Portland and across the country, it makes me wonder whether they have thought beyond their present anger, the destruction of Government Buildings, De-funding the Police, Black Lives Matter, and anarchy. 

I have compiled some outrageous questions, all containing some truth, for them and us to think about!

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My Friend Ivor Stevens said it best in his Haiku:

Cold steel’s not power

Love can’t be an iron fist

Hand in hand we breathe

https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2020/07/27/a-collection-of-ponds-turns-into-a-lake/

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Divide and Conquer

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The communist leader, Khrushchev once said

We will destroy America, not with guns and missiles,

we will destroy America (with a revolution) from within!”

Little did he know the effects of future social media.

His prophesy seems to be coming true as we grow apart.

Divide and conquer // a long held strategy, seems to work;

Who needs guns and missiles when we do it to ourselves?

Perhaps it is time to lay down our tongues of war

Our hateful politics, our social judgments, our racial biases

and our Holier than thou Religion.

Time to quit feeding on only what is being fed to us by

our enemies on social media and the News talking heads.

We are in a war for our lives, both physically and politically.

We have spent the last twenty plus years refusing to co-operate;

Being fed misinformation and devouring twisted truth.

Maybe it really is time to sing Kum Ba Ya together…

To listen to one another // to learn to compromise

and in my own naïve way, believe it can happen…

Before it is too late!

Photo taken at the Mutart Conservatory in Edmonton, AB – Dwight L. Roth

Merril at d’Verse, has has asked us to write about revolution,  This poem goes to back to a time when the Cold War with Russia was at it’s peak. Long before many of our younger blogers were born, the Russians were in the business of revolution. They suceeded in Cuba and were ready to plant missles there until JFK gave them an ultimatum. The desire to cause revolution in this country is very real and is being fed by our social media every day. It is time to use common sense and quite being manipulated by what we feed on.

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Finding Common Ground

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The death of Congressman John Lewis, bring a reflection of the intense turmoil  he lived through during the Civil Rights era. The struggle for respect and equality still goes on sixty years later.  As I look at the division that still remains, I realize it will not be resolved  without God’s love changing our hearts allowing us to live together in peace.

Some views are shotguns blasting away

Others sling shots pelting against the gate.

Let’s have a conversation they say…

Come together // find common ground

Solve our differences together.

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How does that happen with shotgun politics

and sling shot twitter, that couldn’t hit a brick wall.

When our view is the only right view,

Each conversation become one of persuasion or condemnation…

A ticket to ride our train non stop to our destination.

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Legislated change without heart change, brings little hope.

History keeps repeating with every rotation.

Change comes with give and take // listening and hearing

Appreciating uniqueness // instead of condemning it.

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Only a revolution of the heart will bring peace from division.

Perhaps, “love your neighbor as yourself”

are words that could make our world a better place…

Opening the door to finding common ground…

Bringing the “Hope and Change” we really need.

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Here is a favorite song from the Folk era by the Youngbloods called Let’s Get Together

Perhaps what is missing in this generation is the truth in Folk Music… Music that brought people together!

My Life Goes On

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If I should find this my last day
Looking back on my work and play
Life is the place where joy and sorrow meet
A roller coaster ride of ups and downs.

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Struggles, pain, and joys abound
Making me stronger // standing my ground;
Becoming the man who bears my name.
The image of my creator reflected in my face;
Not perfect // but full of love and amazing grace…
A shadow of the divine embracing a much better place.

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Life goes on be it here or there…
In our children // in their children
His face is everywhere;
Reflections of love immeasurable power…
Strength for today and hope for each hour
Passing on down through the thread of life
So fragile // so dear // so full of strife

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If this were to be my last day,
With sorrow’s leaving I would surely say,
“I’m not gone I’m here to stay!”

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, we were asked to write a poem written with the first person “I am” included in it.  This is a poem about ourselves. This poem looks a life from my aging perspective, realizing that even though I may pass on, my life goes on. We are created in the image of our creator and that is in our DNA. It gets passed on from me to my children and grandchildren. So in that perspective life goes on.

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Do Black Lives Really Matter?

This week the news has been full of incidents where shootings have taken the lives of adults and children in the Black community.  It was so sad to watch a mother in Chicago crying for her young child, who was shot killed in their car.  Or the young boy who was organizing and effort for Black Lives Matter, only to be shot and killed by crossfire from persons shooting at each other.  Why do we turn a blind eye when black people kill each other, but march in the streets if a black person dies in police custody.  Seems there is a major disconnect here.

10-Year-Old Girl Dies After Being Hit By Stray Bullet In Logan Square

Who raises a voice in protest

for the young girl who was hit in the head

by a stray bullet in her front yard // caught crossfire?

Who stands in protest for the mother

whose car was ambushed and shot up

killing her one year old child

Who carries a sign for the young

boy who hoped to make a difference,

but instead was shot by a stray bullet

Who calls for change when gunshots

ring out in a crowd in *Charlotte

killing two and wounding eleven victims last week

Or again today, as more shots were fired

and more lives lost …

Only to receive passing mention on

the evening news.

Do Black Lives Matter

When they are taken by their own?

Who is willing to take a stand

To say enough is enough?

As mothers cry for their children!

I say enough is enough!

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Six children were killed over the 4th of July weekend!

https://amp.cnn.com/cnn/2020/07/06/us/children-killed-holiday-weekend/index.html

No arrests… No one will come forward with information. Very Sad!!

*We have had over 60 homicides here in Charlotte this year!

7/13 three more killed over the weekend. The youngest 16!  No Suspects!

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/rickey-smiley-s-teen-daughter-shot-multiple-times-in-alleged-road-rage-incident/ar-BB16pMoq?ocid=msedgdhp

https://www.eonline.com/us/news/1165333/pop-lock-drop-it-rapper-huey-dead-at-32-after-fatal-shooting

CBSN Chicago

7/29  https://chicago.suntimes.com/2020/7/22/21334807/chicago-homicides-fatalities-violent-crime-operation-legend-editorial-lori-lightfoot-murder-rates

https://www.wsoctv.com/news/local/police-investigating-after-woman-found-shot-death-north-charlotte/LZ3636NIUFBJHLVRUSZLCHDL7E/

 

 

Life is a Poem

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Life is a Poem
Everything in life is a poem waiting to be written.
Most do not hear the poets call or feel the inspiration
But for those who look and listen there is music ;
poems to be written // deep emotions to be felt
that can only be expressed in words.

 

Those who pause // make life stand still
and open their soul …
They understand it loud and clear.
as words resonate // echoing through the mind

 

Poets are like pleasant speed bumps
that slow you down and make you listen;
Sometimes giving you a big jolt
When you least expect it.

 

Poets are fearless prophets // writing of love and hate
Politics and Religion // joy and strength;
Raising consciousness //challenging norms;
Searching for words that express Truth
Bringing Light to the world.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Inspired by Charlie’s poem “Just Beneath the surface”

https://lifeinportofino.wordpress.com/2017/08/02/just-beneath-the-surface/

Bottom Leaf

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In an everchanging world, I find myself struggling with the way in which things are moving! Life goes on whether I want to come along or not. As I watch the struggles of social groups and see the injustice that has long plagued our country’s history, I wonder where we are headed.  History like politics has very dark times. We can embrace it, be offended by it,  or attempt to deny it, but it will always be there.  As the next generation comes on, I hope they learn from history instead of repeating it.  I pray that we can all learn to live with each other, allowing for our differences in values and beliefs without feeling like we need to impose ours upon everyone around us. Uniqueness has always been our strength!
Sometimes I feel like the bottom leaf of a plant
Birthed from seed // providing sustenance for a time;
Now eclipsed by more recent growth rising above…
Providing new solar sources to feed from…

 

Obsolete // no longer making that much difference.
Never meant to shine or blossom // I’ve done my job…
Supporting // nurturing new growth and change;

 

Yet, now that life has grown beyond me,
I am here // drying up at the bottom of the stalk
while growth and reproduction of values and thought
happens above me // in a world very different from mine.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Survival Skill

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Survival Skill
     The past few weeks have brought the Black Lives Matter issue to a head with the deaths of black men at the hands of white Police Officers. I believe that Black Lives Matter, and I think what happened is inexcusable and should never have taken place. The TV News Media and the Press have had feeding frenzy over all that has happened, which I believe stirred up the racial tension even more.
     It seems everyone focuses on the end result of the incidents, and little attention is given to what led up to them. In many of the cases, when persons were confronted by police, the situation escalated when the victim began arguing, refusing to do what was asked of them. In some cases, the victims actually physically confronted the police officer. As a result, things ended up very badly for all involved.

If they had co-operated, I believe, most of them would be alive today.

Someone once said, “You can be right and still be wrong!” I believe this is one of those times.

Too many lives lost

Respect needed on both sides

Co-operation is a Survival Skill!

Painting: Dwight L. Roth