Peace Poems
Leaves Of Grass. A Carol Of Harvest For 1867
by Walt Whitman
A SONG of the good green grass!
A song no more of the city streets;
A song of farms--a song of the soil of fields.
A song with the smell of sun-dried hay, where the nimble pitchers
handle the pitch-fork;
A song tasting of new wheat, and of fresh-husk'd maize.
For the lands, and for these passionate days, and for myself,
Now I awhile return to thee, O soil of Autumn fields,
Reclining on thy breast, giving myself to thee,
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A Parallel Earth
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
It was the weekend, and I was sleeping late that day,
Alone with the morning, while savoring marvels of May.
As I drowsed luxuriantly, at the outskirts of dreams,
I heard a strange sound, while soaking in gay sunbeams!
The sound came from my closet, quite across the room,
And drifted over mysteriously, like scent of perfume.
I moved toward the sound, so to discover its source,
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An Olive Fire
by Robert William Service
An olive fire's a lovely thing;
Somehow it makes me think of Spring
As in my grate it over-spills
With dancing flames like daffodils.
They flirt and frolic, twist and twine,
The brassy fire-irons wink and shine. . . .
Leap gold, you flamelets! Laugh and sing:
An olive fire's a lovely thing.
An olive fire's a household shrine:
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A Ballad Of Burial
by Rudyard Kipling
If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
Pack me very thoroughly
In the ice that used to slake
Pegs I drank when I was dry --
This observe for old sake's sake.
To the railway station hie,
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Woman And War
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
We women teach our little sons how wrong
And how ignoble blows are; school and church
Support our precepts and inoculate
The growing minds with thoughts of love and peace.
‘Let dogs delight to bark and bite, ’ we say;
But human beings with immortal souls
Must rise above the methods of the brute
And walk with reason and with self-control.
And then – dear God! you men, you wise, strong men,
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"Peace"
by Mario Odekerken
A stll morning stretches wide,
clouds drifting without intent.
Trees do not argue with the wind,
nor the river with its stones.
Children laugh in the distance,
not loud,just enough to remind
that life can be gentle,
that silence need not mean fear.
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Comes a time
by Mario Odekerken
Comes a time
when the road no longer asks
where you've been,
only where you stand.
The sky does not explain itself,
nor the heart its turning.
Stillness gathers,
and something within
finally listens.
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Erfenis van stilte
by Mario Odekerken
De kamer is niet leeg,
al staat er niets meer.
Stof zweeft door licht
dat niemand opmerkt.
Op de vloer liggen afdrukken
van wat ooit zwaar was,
een kast,een stoel,
een gesprek dat niet werd afgemaakt.
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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.
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Frances Ellen Wat Harper (14 poems about Peace)
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