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here we will display poetry from members and information and links pertaining to poetry

Misted Valley

Misted Valley
With crying skies
A tiger dies
Jungle decay

In putrid flesh
Nature will pay
To Buddha, pray
The sparrow weeps

The cobra rules
In silence sleeps
The mongoose leaps
Death comes to all

Such is the way
Soon all will fall
Its jungle law
Must this be so

(~Pathya-Vat~)
(Cambodian format)

By GaelicRogue

In the Same Broad Cloth by Ginger Grevemberg

Swaddled in the Spring’s broad cloth

A babe drives the blossom from her green age.

The crook of her arm forms a haven

Within her corseted ramparts where

A child of her clay, her water, breaks

The emptiness, preserves her flesh and

Swaddles her in the same broad cloth.

True Survivor by Doris Jean Shaw

True survivors are built one event at a time

like laying bricks for a wall. Each incident

makes you stronger and gives you the skills

to survive. Catastrophes produce heroes

who survive through monumental hardships

but the true survivor makes it through one

small crisis after another, building an inner

strength that can face any calamity with

the knowledge

“I am a survivor.

I will get through.”

The Thunderstorm
by Candee Hermann

Clouds are gathering over our heads,
Winds are whirling 'round us.
Feeling raindrops on my hand, I know,
Rain has fine'ly found us.

Falling water splashes all around.
Lightning strikes, thunder booms.
We run outside and glance at the sky.
There a black cloud looms.

Rain, like sheets, is dropping over all.
Nature peeks out at us.
Rain is pelting and pounding the roof.
With the trees, the winds fuss.

Suddenly the rain stops pounding.
Sunlight shoves back its foe.
We come out and look up once again.
God has spread a rainbow.