The Winter Wellness Retreat 2010
i ran out of most of my words by sunday morning
so i spoke
silently, quietly, sarcastically
less
and
i watched and was amazed
and proud
our next steps
a day of rest
either outside
or on the couch
seriously
legs up, body sore, dirty or clean
we rest
we laugh
we tell stories
we listen
we reflect
i love you
my brothers
my sisters
friends
community
-LC
For me, listening to the poetry was a moving and powerful experience. I was/am inspired by the experience...
ReplyDeleteclaudia Apfelbaum
Here are two poems I wrote in response to the poetry reading:
ReplyDeleteRevolution Wanted
Men
Women
White and black
Hispanic and bi-cultural
All Americans
Young and old
All wounded
All ready for a
revolution: No More War.
Warrior Writers
Your words fill my head
“brown-eyed children”
“see them in the cross beam”
“shoot!” “kill”
“Dripping hot, salty sweat
Alone,
Bored on the shaky watch tower.”
“Rifle as big as my body.”
“I want to be dead.”
“I want to dead.”
“I never want to go back from here.”
Your words fill my head
I am one with you
Alive
Because of you
Because you care
Because your words are now inside of me: I can feel with you.
Because I know from you fear and power
And anguish.
Claudia Apfelbaum