Lorri Pimlott on Monstrous!
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Saturday 27th November 2021 7:51 am
In the shadow of sleeping Kings,
soldiers, and poets,
comes another battlefield day,
man against man, invisible wars,
hell’s fury unleashed among trees.
Yet, upon the rocky shore,
angels dance and sing,
reminding us there is something more
Beauty glints among broken things.
Hope is on the horizon.
So on these solemn days,
let us find something...
Friday 27th November 2020 1:50 am
In a hushed and reverent tone
he asked us to bow our heads
in gratitude for those who sacrificed
so much for our prosperity.
We took a moment to remember
those who lost their lives and
their land to the invaders
euphemistically known as settlers.
We whispered muted prayers
of thanks to those who lost
their lives and liberty to traders
paradoxically called masters.
We mumbled appr...
Wednesday 25th November 2020 9:49 pm
Was it the yellow of your bright petals
or the way you danced in the breeze
that I brought you home from fields?
Was it the strength of your upright stalks
or the camaraderie, your solidarity?
There in the sun you sang hope,
songs that filled a mourning heart;
there in the wind you whispered
plaintive farewells on conflicted air-
fill this grieving with consolation.
Sunday 19th December 2010 1:32 pm