Non-violence, find peace - World Peace Society of Australia

Non-violence, find peace - World Peace Society of Australia

 

A  great opportunity to share with the world your own heartfelt feelings in inspirational peace poetry - the language of the soul. We would love you to take the time to write something about peace. We value soulfulness and not technical ability. So get to it now and email us here..

 

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Featured Poem

'No room for hate' by David Gould

Wrote in response to our daughter being killed in the London Bombings of 7 July 2005

 

There is no room within my heart

for revenge, fire or hate

there is no room within my mind

for any thoughts like these.

 

I cannot find the words to say

just how it is I feel

but I know from deepest hurt

I must forgiveness find.

 

The hurt that’s been done to us

cuts sore like a knife,

but we must not, repay in kind

what has been done to us.

 

Instead we must try and find

the way that is so hard,

and reach out our loving hands

to find some friendship now.

 

There can be no more healing thing

than opening wide our eyes

and seeing that most other folk

are really just like us.

 

 Some Quick Links

* FEBRUARY the 14th by Erika Kristein Kaptein

* About war much has been written by Wolfgang P. May

* Have you ever stood still and felt by Joni Pulido

* Peace Offering by Judi

* Once upon a time… by Lizzy

* Teddy Bears for Guns by Ada Aharoni

* Why I’m Grateful by Julian Weichel (age 8)

* The World I’d Like to See by Ariel Weichel (age 13)

* Fear by Elke Holt

* Prayer for World Leaders by Carol Hansen Grey

* Australia September 2001 by L. Armour

* My Personal Revenge by Ron Reed

* Hot Rage, Dry Blood, Warm Tea by Zaakiy Siddiqui

* Peace can be achieved by Amy

* IN THE NAME OF DEMOCRACY by Emily Ann Easton - 18 years old

* Peace is not easy to find by Kevin Ronkko

* Peace Question 1 by Laurie Phillips

* peace be with you by Karen

* HEAL THE PAST by Beveridge

* Peace is a cuddly teddybear by Eddie

* Until by Max Merckenschlager

* Let us Save The Planet Earth by Anne Siroun Perry Sourjian

* Political Winds by Amber Acker

* By the Dawn's Early Light by Amber Acker

* THE DIFFERENCE by Suzanne Honour

* War is Raw by Joe Fleury

* Terror by Ruchi Ahuja

* A Healing Prayer by Susan Maree

* The Door To Peace Opens Inward by Bob Butler

* 911 by Bob Butler

* Making Peace by Denise Noblet

* Morning Rain by Denise Noblet

A random selection from our database

Every man woman and child on this planet has a mother

A mothers love is strong and unconditional, she accepts without judgement, she nurtures and guides in quiet and loving ways. If every man woman and child remembers the love of mother and beams that love to every living thing in our global community then how could anger and violence prevail. We all share a mother, our earth, she nurtures, she teaches, she provides and creates spectacular visions to delight and motivate our senses and emotions. Should we all spend a moment a day acknowledging and thanking our collective mother the thoughts will join hands across the globe and our mother will set us free.

Rosemary

Garden of Peace


I like my garden in a field or in a bush
Sometimes I see one in the sky
And also in the sea
But the sea has its own tended by itself
All these are not man made
And thus I say unto myself
Why not?
I make my own garden with labour and sweat
And of course a few tools
Satisfaction is mine
Perfection is always nigh
But evades me always
Because alas my labour and tools are not divine
But! If I strive long enough
I will be rewarded
As I sit in tranquility
In a garden that is mine
I will enjoy the pleasures
That only a gardener can know
As the garden and things therein begin to grow
Flowers of many kinds
Are visited from time to time
By bees and butterflies
Beauty will reign in that garden of mine
I made for my very own.

Allan Cooke

Eyes

Reflected in the eyes of a liberator
screaming, fearful, crying, wailing.
As statues fall--and kingdoms crumble
and joyous crowds of jubilee
go marching, marching, by.
I can't find my bible--or the wailing minaret
There's ducktape on the windows
and white powder in my mail
Sadness at dawn before the day
planes flew into a building
bombs blew Bali away
Reflected in the eyes of a liberator
a future of insanity insanity--insanity
all the tinker, tailor, soldiers
marching, marching by.

Donna Louise Ellice

 

 


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