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Published September 28, 2022 by Gudrun

September End

I strive to be grateful for all

that has survived, content to listen

to the sound of heaven releasing

as the first fall rain turns drought-drained

dying grasses slightly red;

quickly now, another change

occurs, and a long held beige

begins to green.

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(C) Gudrun Mouw

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Published January 8, 2022 by Gudrun

A Poem

January 6, 2022

Walking towards winter sun, facing

the old growth, oak forest,

I meditate; a memory arises

of that man in a shirt with the name

of a place the Gestapo had decided

to send my grandfather so long ago.

Shocked that this fresh new year should display

such a shirt once more, along with violence and hate.

My shoes are soaked with tears

glistening in the grass.

(c) Gudrun Mouw

Published November 24, 2020 by Gudrun

November

I am grateful for the vote!

Published March 8, 2020 by Gudrun

March Blog

Sanskrit Chant: A Request

…

Om Trayambakam Yajamahe

Sughandhim Pushtivardanam

Urvaarukamiva Bhandhanaan

Mrityormuksheeya Maamritaat

…

(for healing & protection; to overcome fear)

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Published February 18, 2020 by Gudrun

February Poem

Human Predator

He rushes through
like a cold North wind;
and at his favorite stop,

his mountain lion eyes
look to scare victims
as he intensifies the night.

Fear must not
be king. May courage
reign.

Feb. 18, 2020

Gudrun Mouw (c)

2020 Poem Poet Poetry

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Published January 8, 2020 by Gudrun

A Poem

2020

Another gilded age, another Babylon
vs. the pure-hearted walkers
who don’t look for a ride,
who carry a sign: Free the Children!

I remember 1947.
Imprisoned at 3,
family gone, no food,
no water, almost died. Then,

compassion entered.
I survived.

Jan. 1, 2020, (c) Gudrun Mouw