Kindness
kindness...
the fruit of the pain
of years of abuse,
neglect, loss, and hunger...
the mirror of past actions
planting human seeds
in common ground...
the expression of God's breath
on a world of empty houses!
the action of forgiveness...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Necessity...
silence is not quiet,
it shouts...
justice is not dormant,
it moves.
freedom is not a concept,
it must be lived.
equality is not hoped for,
it is realized.
love is not barter,
it is given....
the choice is not a choice,
it is necessity!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Self Immolation
self immolation...
Tibetan Buddhist monks
silent screams to a world
gone deaf!
freedom and dignity
written on charred remains....
and no one sees!
too far away? no oil to gain?
'see no evil, hear no evil'....
as we rock to indifference!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Miracle!
the way your
small hand fits
in my gnarled and
battered old hand...
and feels like home!
your fleeting smile
a cup of water,
a tree giving shade
against the sun.
what you say
never speaking a word!
what you give...
without looking back!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Riding The Thermals
riding the thermals....
down between the mountains
through the gorge...
in and out of clouds,
shadow and light....
then up to the very
arms of infinity.
i lost myself, and
found my being!
letting go!
breathing out...
riding the thermals!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sameness
red. brown,
black, white...
sameness...
same thoughts,
same desires,
same needs,
same wants,
same fears,
same goodness,
same badness,
same trying,
same mistakes,
same rights,
same lonliness,
same freedom,
same hopes...
sameness!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Too Beaten To Cry...
you watch them loading
all their belongings
in their battered old car...
half a tank of gas,
and nowhere to go...
and something inside you shudders,
can you feel your hands on the wheel...
do you then cry the tears
they're too beaten to cry?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Victorious (Death)
the small bird
banged against its cage
for years;
flapping its wings,
trying to get out.
then finally one morning,
the door was left open!
the bird emerged,
battered and bruised,
but victorious....
and flew away
into the limitless sky.
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When You're Afraid!
your love
killed me...
now i'm nothing more
than the blades of grass
the gods walk on...
the cool stones down
by the river where
they go to wash...
the small twigs broken
to start their fire....
the stillness you run to
when you're afraid!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Journey
being on a spiritual journey
demands equal time and
commitment to a human journey.
you can't be aloof and
find 'God', enlightenment,
or the inner self.
the fire is found
in the deepest night;
but the hands of God
are human.
they are yours!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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