tossed by a rough sea
courage lives in the shimmer
of dawn’s golden light
La Voile Jaune (The Yellow Sail) c. 1905 by Odilon Redon
Thanks for the beautiful inspiration to Dverse Poets!
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
tossed by a rough sea
courage lives in the shimmer
of dawn’s golden light
La Voile Jaune (The Yellow Sail) c. 1905 by Odilon Redon
Thanks for the beautiful inspiration to Dverse Poets!
I will not cower
from the fragments of my mind
To feel is to live

Image credit; Kellepics- Pixabay
I’m feeling (and thinking) all kinds of things this week. End of the world? (Hope not.) End of TRump? (Yes please!) Do I have enough tp? (Are you kiddin’ me with that question!) Will my parents be ok? (YES! Yes?) Will I be OK? (?) Should I go to …? (Probably not.) And so on and so on ….
So I’m trying to feel the feels, think the thoughts, and then let then go and move on to the next thing. We’ll see how it goes 😉
So thanks to following for great prompts that allowed me to channel some of feels and thinks into words.
What Do I See for providing an awesome visual and Ronovan Writes for the word prompts of “think” (I substituted feel) and “shrink” (I substituted cower).
Is This the American Way?
Enough is enough!
But Freedom Ain’t Free They Scream
Now Ready Aim Fire
And Slaughter Just One More Child
It’s the American Way
Yesterday, the March For Our Lives: Road to Change Rally came to town. Students from local Pinellas County high schools joined with students from Marjory Stoneman Douglas to demand their voices be heard. They spoke eloquently about their continued anger, sorrow, fear, and frustration. They reminded us that guns kill nearly 100 people a day in the United States. That’s 13,000 people a year! Every day we lose seven kids and all their potential. Each month fifty women are shot and killed by their intimate partners. And it’s not just homicides and avoidable accidents. Over 60% of gun deaths are suicides.
They also reminded us that the vast majority of Americans support gun control in some form. They are rightfully angry and frustrated because they understand that money and politics and money IN politics has stymied efforts for change up to this point. But they also know that they are the future. They believe that their voices and their will to change things is stronger than the NRA’s stronghold on policy. They warn policy makers that if their demands for change are ignored, they have the numbers to vote them out. Their passion is undeniable. They rally like their lives depend on it.
And I want to believe change is coming! I am moved by their passion. But my cynicism has proven to be remarkably resilient. I want that cynicism to be washed away. I want to have that just-dunked-evangelical-cleansed-of-my-doubts-oh-so-fresh baptismal feeling. But dirty thoughts keep rising to the surface. Like, for example, the horrifying reality that between 1998 and the fall of 2017, the NRA spent over 203 million dollars on political activities. And that spending has spiked significantly since 2012 (in the wake of the Sandy Hook massacre). Dirty thoughts about a lot of dirty influence.
Those dirty thoughts lead me to doubt and the doubt tries to lure me into apathy because, if nothing is going to happen then why try. Right? But then I look at a picture of the young people fighting. Or I think of the seven kids that are going to die today. Or I wonder how many of those fifty women that were gunned down last month would still be alive if guns weren’t so easy to get. These thoughts demand attention, so I push back against the apathy and cynicism. I pledge my support to the kids, my vote to the least NRA corrupted politicians, and my money to forces for change.

This is My American Way
Enough is Enough!
Freedom Claims A Road to Change
So March for Our Lives
And Save Tomorrow’s Future
That’s the American Way

Stats courtesy of Everytown for Gun Safety and Politifact
Thanks to Hello Giggles for a great article on gun control organizations, if you’re looking to donate your time and/or money.
And finally thanks for the “Enough is Enough” Writing Prompt Putting My Feet in the Dirt
Like so many of you, I am reeling. Dread keeps washing over me wave after wave after wave. Dan Rather encourages me to stay #steady and keep up my #courage. John Lewis reminds me of the importance of #goodtrouble. And Rebecca Solnit demands that we not fall into despair. Instead we must ACT and create that “Hope in the Dark.” I value those voices and I am trying to heed them. Still, I woke at 4AM with my brain spinning. Sleep refused to release me from the turmoil in my brain. So many bad things happening already. And so many bad things that seem certain to come. I’m trying to see that hope in the dark! But all I can manage today is a humble haiku to hope.
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Present Becomes Past
A River of Fortitude
Can Sweep Hate Away
Prompt Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt