As we grow old…the beauty steals inward.
Transforming…
Tag: Peace
Borrow your treasure
Where shall I begin?
I took this photograph in Brighton, England in midwinter 2012.
So much has happened since that day.
Mercury has gone retrograde
The Olympics is on…
I started my Olympic scrapbook way back when…
before the internet
before instant messaging
and availability 24/7.
I’m humbled
by my birth certificate that says
I’m 47.
Instinctively I feel
my days are numbered.
I may not register any moment
beyond this
word.
Inner time is limitless
One day I will write about inner peace.
Growing in seedpods.
Nurtured in short bursts of poetry.
Seagulls hover over me
Waiting for yesterday’s bread.
Inner time is limitless
Free at last?
What will it take to free our minds of all the debris of past. present. and future?
PEACE IN 140 CHARACTERS » clean-me
Inviting ways to bring peace in 140 characters or less…
Everything is broken
In Sierra Leone
everything is broken
in pieces strewn apart.
My ancestors’ medals for slavery
that were pinned to their chests
are now pinned to the water.
The connection to my African
language is broken;
and when English is spoken here,
the English is broken.
Today in Freetown it’s aching with rain.
I’m outside the National rehab center.
I’m filming a Peace Wall.
I’m waiting for my sister to finish up her meeting
with the Director of rehab.
In the ether her words comingle
bare her soul like an abstract painting
I wish I had the perfect umbrella for her,
but I don’t.
In Sierra Leone we’re all in the waiting room.
I make films to gather time,
to witness the unsayable.
This time around…
Sierra Leone will not cleave at the spine,
nor splinter into disquietude.
She has been promised peace.
A clean sheet.
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