The prompt for Poets and Storytellers United is: We’ll invite you to return to a favorite Friday Writing prompt of the past.
Friday Writings #231: White Sails Flying
White Sails Fly
White sails fly
across the water
like whispers of peace.
But what is peace?
It is the hungry hearts
in the undergrowth,
their arms of roots
sheltering,
reaching outward,
connecting.
Sharing scones and wine,
hugs and blown kisses,
paintings and poetry
like offerings laid
on a forest altar.
And above them,
the ones who stand proud,
breasts forward,
their pride
burns through ancient wood
to warm your meal.
When they, like wolves,
prowl the shadowed edges,
we waver,
weaving purple,
pink, and pasture-green
through grey garments
to cast a gentler shade
over the world's trembling skin.
Will the grey tilt into darkness?
You already know.
So let us gather
an army of peace and love,
set out our sails,
and call the world
back into harmony.
I love the final imagery and thought - sailing towards peace and love and harmony is a very good thing to hope for - Jae
ReplyDelete"Back into harmony"? Yes please!
ReplyDeleteOh, let us indeed!
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem. Part of me loves the message you’ve offered to the world, and part of me is aware of how fragile harmony in the animal kingdom is — but even so, I remain hopeful.
ReplyDeleteLindíssima poesia e pena que os "lobos famintos" fazem de tudo para a paz do mundo tirar!
ReplyDeleteAdorei! beijos, chica
Beautiful last thought even if seemingly impossible to maintain. In a world where so many wolves are prowling, many more are striving and praying for peace.
ReplyDeletesailing in the water... there is nothing to compare... finding peace and harmony.... one interaction at a time
ReplyDeleteset out our sails,
ReplyDeleteand call the world
back into harmony.
A wonderful close Marja! A positive thought. I would wish it for everyone.
Hank
I love the way you have used colours to denote human aspirations, emotions, desires but it's intriguing to note that you have not referred to white for peace.
ReplyDeleteThat is intriguing lol and a very valid remark Thanks
DeleteSadly, with our human proclivity for violence, greed and hatred of the other, it is never going to happen.
ReplyDelete⛵ Your sails carry such a tender vision -- weaving colors, hugs, and offerings into a call for peace. The closing lines feel like a rallying cry, gentle yet powerful, reminding us harmony is worth striving for.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Marja!
Yes indeed let us strive for peace and harmonyl
ReplyDeleteLovely words as usual and yes lets hope for harmony.
ReplyDeleteI really love how this poem balances such a soft, cozy vibe with this quiet urge to stand together against the heavier, gloomier parts of the world. It paints this gorgeous picture of small, comforting moments. like sharing wine and poetry or just tending to the undergrowth, while showing how community and love can weave a little warmth right back into things when the edges start feeling cold.
ReplyDeleteAwesome words. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAn amazing poem. I’m impressed.
ReplyDeleteBest regards, and this time I invite you to take a look at the portraits I create. :)
"we waver,
ReplyDeleteweaving purple,
pink, and pasture-green
through grey garments
to cast a gentler shade
over the world's trembling skin."
I love this metaphor!