“A leader tells the truth. I needn’t extend that thought by so much as a syllable.“
Frank Bruni, journalist, source: Perversion of Leadership
Day: June 15, 2020
“We need a government as good as its people, and we are better than this.”
”We need a government as good as its people“
jimmy Carter, president
Source: Axios
Former President Jimmy Carter on Wednesday released a statement on Wednesday describing himself and his wife as “pained by the tragic racial injustices and consequent backlash across our nation in recent weeks.”
Why it matters: All living American presidents have now officially weighed in on the civil unrest rattling the nation.
- Former President George Bush W. Bush released his statement on the ongoing protests Tuesday, saying it is “time for America to examine our tragic failures.”
- Former President Bill Clinton said on Saturday that Americans “need to see each other as equally deserving of life, liberty, respect, dignity, and the presumption of innocence,” and called on people to ask themselves a set of “hard questions.”
- Former President Obama said last week that events like George Floyd’s death “shouldn’t be ‘normal’ in 2020 America,” and plans to…
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“Either America will destroy ignorance or ignorance will destroy the United States”
“Either America will destroy ignorance or ignorance will destroy the United States”
— W.E.B. Dubois, American, sociologist, historian, activist, author, editor
Daily Haiku – Sun. June 14, 2020 – Poetry For Healing
Senryu The sun is absent since you left your shadow Rendering darkness Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Source: Daily Haiku – Sun. June 14, 2020 – Poetry For Healing
It Begins With Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
“Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom ….” Pierre Berton
It Begins With Me We know the system is malignant, a menancing metastases whose symptoms are poverty and despair matched to a greyscale of colour, imprisoned in anger that rails agasinst the enormity of the evil that presses in on every side, and yet, the scaqle of it all is not beyond us, just a shift in thinking, a step forward, a word said right, it begins with me. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
When the Waters Rise
Be sure to come enjoy this poem from Linda!!!
“Always be like a water. Float in the times of pain or dance like waves along the wind which touches its surface.”―Santosh Kalwar
When the waters rise I’ll go sailing
To the edge of this world
Finding my own little island
Somewhere beyond the horizon
I’ll swim in blue lagoon waters,
And gaze up into a sparkling sky
I’ll sleep in the arms of cool stars
Shimmering in an ebony night
And there I will live my life
Safely ensconced within
The fantasies of my mind
Where all is divine and kind
The Sunday Muse #112
Poets and Storytellers United: Writer’s Pantry #24
The Wisdom of Silence
Come Read The Truth About Silence
if you can’t say it
without screaming.
Be silent,
when you are
feeling critical
Be silent,
if your words could
damage a friendship
Be silent,
when you don’t
have all facts
Be silent,
if your words will
offend a person
Be silent,
if you would be ashamed
of your words later
Be silent,
if your words convey
the wrong impression
Be silent,
in the heat
of anger
Be silent,
when it is time
to listen
A meaningful
silence is always better
than meaningless words.
Newly
Today’s Word of the Day is Newly.
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Dark Secret
They share a secret.
A delicious, dirty, decadent secret.
It dances dangerously between them.
It is desperately dreamy with adoration.
It is dark with discipline, direction and dominance.
It is delicate, delightful and deep.
It drips
with desire.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written some time ago – but aren’t there always secrets?
Art by Ibrahem Swaid
If I read you like a poem.
If I brought poetry to your exhale how would you breathe? If you brought poetry to my cooking how would it taste? If we brought poetry to our conversation what would we hear? Would we notice the moan of wind escaping our arguments, notice the water from our pipes is at a trickle, and our neighbors don’t stand in the front yard anymore hateful weeds encroaching upon our edible garden while voices overrun each other with lawn mower loudness? A muffled fear, like cotton balls in our ears falls free revealing the unison of our currents. If I lived poetry could I see the heart underneath your skin? Would you see me as a life as valuable as your own? © Alicia Grimshaw 2020 “Poetry, whether the writing itself is explicitly political or not, always seeks a better way to respond, to think, to live.” – E…
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The Reluctant Poet 