Rush, rush, rush
work, write, shoot
my photos my words are a jumble
a mad snail’s pace
it’s just another phase
in the blogging universe
I recently joined photo crowd where there are some incredible photographers. Why do I do it? I dont know but I’m off to the races for another photo competition
displaced by war
twenty five years of waiting
return to ancestral land
centuries of farming
the earth welcomes
dance steps echo
our adopted family
Acholi – filled with Grace
Today is the beginning of the A to Z Challenge. It is no challenge to share the beauty of Uganda in particular the Acholi people (Northern Uganda). I dedicate this month of poetry to my dear “family” in Gulu!
Everyone is welcome to join the month long A to Z blogging challenge. It’s a great way to meet fellow bloggers.
Thank you A to Z team for hosting another year!!!
Sky tears fall like buckets
observing from a glass tower
lightening tests the glass
while thunder reverberates
trembling people look for assurance
there is none as the walls tumble
What do you when it’s raining buckets?
A to Z bloggers to enjoy:
listen for her voice
spring blossoms leave too soon
I went to a blogger’s site this week and she was gone. There was a sadness I felt because I enjoyed her work. So often we cross paths with people and we never get the chance to say “goodbye.”
To each of you in the blog world: Your words touch me and others – for that I am grateful!!!
Here are some A to Z folks with words to enjoy this day:
you placed a plastic bag over my mouth
“breathe deep, you will feel much better”
I trusted each of you in my darkest hour
“don’t breathe,” I heard the warning too late
I was sucked dry
my creativity stolen
you walk on broken shells of what was never yours
This poem is for all the people who have been hacked, had their ideas, art or writing stolen. Your work is white washed with a fresh name placed on top. You lose less than the thief.