Each month, write a new collection.
Friday morning breaks on aMediterranean winterWill the rains comeTo sunny California50 Celsius degreesAs dappled green and brown Leaves cling to dancing armsChanting morning praiseOn the redbud branchesOutside my window.MeanwhileMediterranean winterWest of Jabal an Nusayreyah4 Celsius degrees5th year of droughtPuffs of smokey greyGather on the horizonAre they welcome rainclouds Or body parts settlingFrom recent airstrikes. MeanwhileEyelet lace curtainsSplash across my windowsFenestrate wrinkled shadowsAnd past the redbud bush Steps the geometric roofOf the local mosqueWith the old man seated Waiting at the doorFor the next gathering shiftOf holy day prayer.MeanwhileThe woman bundles close The child with wide eyesSlings the bustle on her backKeeps the toddler in lineAs they cross the inland steppesOf the Syrian desertOn holy dayMurmuring silent prayerUnder the hajib.MeanwhileCars pile up outside my windowSqueezing passengers pastThe palm tree soldiersIts Friday high noon serviceThen again like clockwork The street explodes With white garbed menGreeting friendsIn animatedRobust tones.MeanwhileThe refugees walkWondering if they will findA safe place to prayThis holy day.
I really love the way this wanders around the world. Great work!
MeanwhileMeanwhile, in nature we see the sufferingCreated by pollution and yet nothing Is being done to resolve the wasteInvolving sums of greed and hasteLet us instead of witnessing tragedyAddress this mess and commit to havingCompanies contribute to the cleaning upRather than pay tribute to the economic trustAnd have the courage to change the dishonestFrom the scourge to purge the age of the profitAnd make the plan more long term than takingA stand for your corporate firm
Love it Daryl, political and driven!