With your morning eyes,
you said with all your heart,
“If all the people loved each other
half as much as you love me,
what a wonderful place this would be.”
With a smile across my face,
I said, “That would be a start.”
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Isaiah Steele looks for more customers for his lemonade stand in front of his house along U.S. 40 in East Germantown, Indiana, on May 30, 2009, during the National Yard Sale along that route which included multiple states. There were many sale in that area of the town and he had plenty of thirsty customers seeking their treasures on the tables.
She wears a black sweater, even though it’s 85 degrees.
All the old, nameless woman has, or ever will have,
is carried in her mobile home. She travels her world
by pushing the worn-out wheels of a shopping cart
left abandoned, away from its parking lot. She is a
lot like the cart, and she defends her prize with an
old dull, but effective kitchen knife. The cart, which
once glided on waxed aisles, now rolls over cracked
sidewalks and rough, uneven streets. She is a
collector of modern antiques, and she enjoys the life
from a cigarette, which hangs from her bright red
lips. Night is a time to rest from another day of living.
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Being a journalist, Brother Christopher Benedict has the powers of observation and comment. Like a newspaper column, this poem by Chris has a positive spin that seems to be a part of his character.
Heal the World
Musicians and writers want to save the world, but
there doesn’t seem to be enough money or time.
However changes can be effective if we break
problems down into those in each person’s life.
Then, battle by battle, human suffering ends.
as the scars heal with the end of the strife.
Some of the problems faced come naturally,
but most sources seem to be man-made.
Results of problems are real; the problems
are artificial and solutions make them fade
to the point the problems no longer hurt.
Then, only then, the world can be made safe.
Education, prevention, communication and
prevention are the ways to get things done.
With these, and other methods, there is hope
that the individual battles can be won.
Since more damage is inflicted by bullets,
no changes can be forced by violence or guns.
On this big earth, there seems to be many worlds
each complete with it’s own environment.
People are just a part of it, along with animals,
air, plants, and water. We just compliment it.
As long as we can know the limits to our space.
then solutions to world problems will benefit.
Musicians and writers want to save the world,
but there doesn’t seem to be enough money
or time. However changes can be effective if we
break problems down into those in each person’s life.
Then, battle by battle, human suffering ends.
as the scars heal with the end of the strife.
Para ver la versión original en inglés, haga click aquí.
En los brazos de Nuestro amor
En el guiño de sus ojos,
Te vi, como nunca visto antes.
En el guiño de mis ojos,
usted me vio llegar al paso de su puerta.
En el guiño de los ojos,
empezamos un amor que no podía pedir más.
En el parpadeo de los ojos,
tiempo se detuvo lo suficiente como para dejar que su amor espectáculo.
En el parpadeo de los ojos,
hubo todo el tiempo que me llevó a conocer.
En el parpadeo de los ojos,
hubo tiempo suficiente para que nuestro amor crezca.
En los brazos de su amor,
Veo una llama fuerte resplandor en sus ojos.
En los brazos de mi amor,
sus sentimientos con el fin de la luna en el cielo.
En los brazos de nuestro amor,
El misterio de nuestro amor nunca muere.
Indian Market and Festival
(Photos by Mike Hall)
The Eiteljorg Museum of American Indian and Western Art had its 17th annual Indian Market and Festival in Indianapolis, Indiana, on June 27 and 28, 2009. The event featured native arts and crafts, Indian musical entertainment, food booths, and three tents where artists featured their work at the market. Featured at the event were the Boxley Family Dancers as one of the groups who performed Indian dances for the crowds. For more information about this event and others throughout the year, go to www.eiteljorg.org.
You are the magician in my life.
You are the sorcerer of my soul.
Your words. and actions change
my life, more than. you’ll ever know
You are the magician in my life.
You are the sorcerer of my soul.
You hands smooth the wrinkles
in my life when I feel down and low.
You are the magician in my life.
You are the sorcerer of my soul.
Your advice provides inspiration
when I have no direction to go.
You are the magician in my life.
You are the sorcerer of my soul.
Your love is the best thing in my life
and you are the one in control.
Brother Paul Abernathy was a real romantic before he became a minister, and to a cer
tain extent, he still is. He was developing his music and and lyrical abilities when he was a practicing romantic, and here is a sample of his previous work. The title also goes with this months’s poetry theme.
Back to the Basics
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
I want you to understand I
Just want to hold your hand.
I want us to find a
Love that is one of a kind.
I want us to never part, and
At the end of the day, I can
Still call you my sweet heart.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s go back to the basics of love, girl.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
It’s like learning the ABC’s.
How wonderful life could be.
There’s 26 letters in the alphabet,
But our love isn’t over yet.
It’s like starting over again,
No matter where we’ve been.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s don’t worry about the past.
We have a future for us at last.
Life can get so complicated,
And old ways seem outdated.
I believe we’re a real family,
And we go together like peanut
Butter and jelly.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s go back to the basics of love, girl.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
It’s like learning the ABC’s.
How wonderful life could be.
There’s 26 letters in the alphabet,
But our love isn’t over yet.
It’s like starting over again,
No matter where we’ve been.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
I want you to understand I
Just want to hold your hand.
I want us to find a
Love that is one of a kind.
I want us to never part, and
At the end of the day, I can
Still call you my sweet heart.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
I want you to understand I
Just want to hold your hand.
Let’s go back to the basics of love.
Para ver la versión original en inglés, haga click aquí.
Manos
Adivina esto, o
Adivina que.
Si lo hacen bien,
Voy a comer mi sombrero.
Que podría ser difícil,
pero ser aliviada con el aceite;
y que pueden ser limpiados
ya que estamos un poco sucias.
Pero estoy digressing,
Y es fácil de hacer,
así que ir con mi
mini-misterio para usted.
Qué es lo que le dice a tiempo
en los minutos u horas,
y tiene la barra de jabón
Como usted toma una ducha?
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