Hard Place
Remembering peace
gathering together
living beside each other
without the chilling
sting of grief
that now touches
all of us
as trunk-load of violence
is unleashed to fly
like a twisted wind
whistling through teeth
of an arrogant man
who would be king.
Elizabeth Crawford 9/2/2018
Posted at: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/:Wordle #367
Note: I’ve been absent for some time because of health issues. My site seems to have taken on a few new tricks, some of which do not allow me to respond to your comments. Sorry about that and hope to figure it all out eventually. In the meantime, know that I do appreciate your words and thoughts and thank you for taking the time to read and leave them.
Soul's Music 
Perfect!!! So good to see you this morning!! I’ve missed your words!
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So good to read you again.. what a stunning poem
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Thanks for coming to my post. And for your comment, we would hope peace does come from grief.
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Yes. Every word true and perfect. I have missed reading you, so nice to see you this morning, friend. Have been under the weather all week.
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Very apt for the current climate at times, Elizabeth. The peace is still hanging on in there, however! 😀
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Excellent message.
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I wonder whether your country has ever felt this feeling of fear and unrest before from within this country of yours. I am sure the whole world is getting nervous.
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So glad to see you here! Hope you are feeling better. A trunkload of violence just about says it all. Very sad.
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Glad to see you back even though it’s taken me a couple of weeks to find this. Hope you are better.
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