12-27-13 RMB Whisper
Dear Rita Mae Brown,
Sometimes words gather in me and when
I work out their arrangement, friends call them poems. Over the last few weeks,
these words have come together. There is influence from you and my new desert
friend in this, as well as generations past and those to come.
Sharing words, sharing worlds,
Loraine
Whisper My Name
Whisper
my name
Speak
peace into me
Laugh
joy upon me
Echo
our past
Tell
our future
Voice
justice for all
Cry
freedom
Rant
and Rave until heard
Share
truth
Sing
praise
Cheer
for one and all
Say we
can, before we fall
Whisper
the possibility
Speak
that we might listen
Laugh
that we might join
Echo
what was
Tell
what could be
Voice
our potential
Cry
glad tears
Rant
and Rave of our progress
Share
all that we are
Sing
our harmony
Cheer
on inspiration
Say we
are one, our final destination.
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