Peace Poems
Let It Enfold You
by Charles Bukowski
Either peace or happiness,
let it enfold you
when I was a young man
I felt these things were
dumb, unsophisticated.
I had bad blood, a twisted
mind, a precarious
upbringing.
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From A German War Primer
by Bertolt Brecht
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED
It is considered low to talk about food.
The fact is: they have
Already eaten.
The lowly must leave this earth
Without having tasted
Any good meat.
For wondering where they come from and
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The River
by Sara Teasdale
I came from the sunny valleys
And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
My peace would come to me.
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!"
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Ode To Evening
by William Collins
If aught of oaten stop or pastoral song
May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear,
Like thy own solemn springs,
Thy springs, and dying gales,
O nymph reserved, while now the bright-haired sun
Sits in yon western tent, whose cloudy skirts,
With brede ethereal wove,
O'erhang his wavy bed:
Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat
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The Stone
by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
"And will you cut a stone for him,
To set above his head?
And will you cut a stone for him--
A stone for him?" she said.
Three days before, a splintered rock
Had struck her lover dead--
Had struck him in the quarry dead,
Where, careless of a warning call,
He loitered, while the shot was fired--
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Umgeben von Stille
by Mario Odekerken
Umgeben von Stille
atmet die Welt
langsam
als würde die Zeit
für einen Moment
innehalten.
Surrounded by silence
by Mario Odekerken
Surrounded by silence
the world breathes
slowly
as if time
pauses
for a moment.
Omgeven door stilte
by Mario Odekerken
Omgeven door stilte
ademt de wereld
langzaam
alsof tijd
even
stil blijft staan.
The bridge between war and peace
by Mario Odekerken
It begins in silence,
not the peace of harmony,
but the quiet after thunder,
where smoke still curls like questions.
Bootprints in dust,
empty helmets like hollow prayers,
this is where the bridge begins.
Not built of stone or steel,
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Peace 02
by Mario Odekerken
It does not arrive with fanfare,
nor does it demand to be seen.
Peace moves like morning light,
slow,sure,
touching everything
without asking permission.
It lives
in the quiet between words,
in the breath before a decision,
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Frances Ellen Wat Harper (14 poems about Peace)
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