Poets Against War continues the tradition of socially engaged poetry by creating venues for poetry as a voice against war, tyranny and oppression.
46 years old
Nancy is a human, woman, mother, poet, writer, wife who lives in Tucson, AZ, USA and prays for peace.
there is no black and white only shades of gray and pink we are all pink when we open our mouths to speak we are all pink of tongue all born the same emerged from pink lipped mothers with groans and shouts of agony and joy and dreams hopes for a good life let this child have a good long life always our minds have no color though some see red righteous red flashing rage red stop stop stop the cycles of blood spilt upon blood and green greed as green as jealousy wanting, taking more, more, always more
we must listen spread a gentle open pink hold our enemies tight to us extend love to them embrace them as we do our children errant as they will be our love is felt as fierce by whole or broken hearts
we are we the same pink under the skin pink eyes swollen from crying pink lips swollen from loving pink is life
no matter which eve was our mother one in eden or one of twelve around the world she was pink warm embracing pink we are one race the human race and pink under the skin
march 2003, nfhill dedicated to all the women around the world who work for peace
i dreamt of second planes diverted of the world powers still suckling from milky towers of wars ended but not the one we are fighting of oil never pumped for the patriarchy of grassy knolls with gunshots never fired
impossible dreams of resurrections of camelot of peace
the mythic moments real only in the other world where fact fiction and logical conspiracy live in balance where competing realities agreeably alternate braid sleepy dreams into the connecting fibers of companion worlds a rapid cycling brigadoon surfacing atlantis-like in undepleted oceans
if we all slept at once and dreamt the same dreams would we awaken to a different world