This poem is a pledge for sanity,
a wishbone sacrifice,
a hymn to truth,
a ledge of safety,
a time to rest before we face divides.
That’s why I read the news,
that’s why it matters that I think.
This poem is a trust that
still it’s time to turn the tide
and save the wrecked.
Today it’s OLN at dVerse, any one poem is welcome.
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May 4, 2017
I like the title of this poem. It gives it a different meaning than the picture implies. It’s not just about picking up the wreckage, it about saving those who are damaged and trying to change things. Nice work. 🙂
Indeed, these are depressing times. My depression almost kept me from reporting to work today. I’m relieved that people like you still exist.
Stubborn optimism is exactly what we need.
We desperately need to hold onto hope.. Powerful write, Bjorn 🙂
We seem to be clinging to that ledge of safety at the moment because of the insanity that’s going on.
Ever prescient,Bjorn. You speak to my fractured and tired soul. Keep it coming.
Sigh…..just 3 more days of rainy weather. Just need to hold on, before the sun comes out, again.
Hope and dogged optimism. That’s the ticket. My mom is not doing well and so have detatched from the world. I am clueless but we still have the hungry and homeless, the families of the murdered ones lfrt behind. Yes. Let’s save the wrecked.
Somebody has to.
A “ledge of safety”. Beautiful phrase you’ve coined, Bjorn. We’ll cling to that!
‘still it’s time to turn the tide
and save the wrecked’ – those who run the show do not seem to want to and we can only save ourselves and those who want to be saved
Very thought-provoking. I hope there is the time. I hope there is still a tiny ledge on which to perch.
Kindness, compassion, and helping hands–they cost each of us so little & go so far in raising the positive vibe all around us. Negativity, like evil, thrives in the shadows of furrowed brows; a smile trumps the darkness. Nice plea & poem, brother.
I like this … especially the “wishbone sacrifice” line.
I can only hope for a better tomorrow ~ Read and be informed and hope for the best ~ Have a good night Bjorn ~
I understand and do wish we (as humans) thought more and gave gratitude for this life on Earth, found time to look for our similarities instead of dwelling on our differences and lived life for the joy of it.
(I love the ‘wishbone sacrifice’ too.)
Anna :o]
yes, I sometimes wonder if it’s too late to avoid the rocks, or if there is yet time to correct the course of the ship…of course, it’s up to each one of us to do right, and hope that we can be a beacon that causes others to choose to do right too.
Amen. Perfect picture accompanying.
Very apt for the times we live in!
Another political poem. France on the horizon next, or Korea, or Sudan or Afghanistan or Venezuela or …?
loved the spirit here…there be no wreckage …a beautiful painting!
Perfect. Right the ship and sail your course! Well done, Bjorn!
I’m with Anna on this. Short, topical poem that goes deep.
These are strange days … people voting for changes that will take away from – rather than enhance – the quality of their lives. It does matter that people ‘think’. Clearly there is not enough of that going on in this world.
still it’s time to turn the tide
and save the wrecked.
It’s God’s will that they be saved!
Hank
Hopefulness in uncertain times. Excellent write.
I agree that it matters what we think perhaps more so that what we do or say.