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Remembering You Again

For my brother, Martin

I’m going to sling your memory
over my shoulder
back pack you round the world

slide you on to station platforms
alongside the passing panorama of footsteps
that echo on that slice of cold cement

tuck you into airplane lockers
overhead the sleeping flyers
in that metal coffin in the ice cream clouds

nestle you among bus luggage
beneath the picture windows
and the ribbon racing road

I will unpack you in every village
every town and every city
in every land and nation

on every continent and land mass
crossing the oceans and seas
catching every wave and tide

circling the earth on winds and breezes
following sunsets and solar eclipses
and every cycle of the moon

until I find a place of resting
until I find a place of peace
until I find a place of peace

© M.L.Emmett

Written for my brother, Martin.
Died 26th April 2007 by his own hand in a Bluebell Wood

bluebell sunrise

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Remembering You

Sky in puddle

 

 

 

 

 

for my brother, Martin

I’m going to sling your memory
over my shoulder
back pack you round the world

slide you on to station platforms
beside the passing panorama of footsteps
echoing on slices of cold cement

tuck you into airplane lockers
overhead the sleeping flyers
in that metal coffin in the ice cream clouds

nestle you among bus luggage
beneath the picture windows
and the ribbon-racing road

I will unpack you in every village
every town and every city
in every land and every nation

on every continent and land mass
crossing vast oceans and seas
catching every wave and ebbing tide

circle the earth on winds and breezes
following sunsets and solar eclipses
and every cycle of the moon

until I find a place of resting
until I find a place
until I find peace

© M.L.Emmett

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Peace Tattoo

 

 

 

 

 

War Peace Image by Jayel Aheram

Children need to breathe the air of protest
walk together, arm in arm with strangers
wear badges of hope and T-shirts with lifelines

Sing words of wisdom and history
chant choric responses of camaraderie
in a mass movement of human voices.

Understand the justice of causes
and the constant need for change.
The dignity of freedom
and the strength of real choices

Find courage to lead others by honourable action
spreading metaphors of compassion
over roads of pain and tears.

Letting the certainty of liberty
beat with their hearts
as strong as empathy

And may peace be tattooed
on every breath
they ever breathe.

M. L. Emmett

published in EUREKA : Volume 22: Number 17  Poetry Section: Children breathe the air of protest

http://www.eurekastreet.com.au/article.aspx?aeid=33010

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