Marrow
2.11

May peace settle
in the marrow
of your bones to flow
throughout your being.

May peace spread with
every step you take.
and in every touch you give,
in every smile you share.

May peace rest within
and without.

 

578,424
2.12

May we be broken
open, our doors pulled
down, our minds emptied
out to make space for
peace, a place for compassion,
a place of care for those
who reside within the homes
of 578,424 houseless lives.

May peace be home.

May peace be where the heart is.

 

Play
2.13

May you know the quiet
melt of ice and snow
of this winter’s day.

May you feel the burn
of winter’s chill, yet know
spring is on it’s way.

My you rest in peace of
all that is created not with
coin or legal tender, just in
ecstatic play.

 

Pocket
2.14

May the tiny stone,
hewn by its jumbles,
remind us of our
roughened edges
softened by
our life’s journey.

May the wayward bead
now lost from its strand,
remind us that we may
wander but always belong.

May the crumpled
tissue filled with tears
remind us of the comfort
given and peace in
being loved.

 

Board Game
2.15

May the road circle
round and bring
us home.

May we jump and hop
over obstacles with
lightened heart.

May we see the game
of life as not one to
be won, but one to
live in joy and peace.

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Author’s Note:

February is Peace Poetry Postcard Month. Sponsored by World Peace Poets on Face Book, I accepted their challenge to write a poem a day about peace, put it on a postcard, and send it to another poet who is doing the same, thirty-five in all.

The above are inspired by last week’s prompts:
FEB. 11TH Inner peace comes when I…
FEB. 12th More than 578, 424 people are homeless in the U.S.
FEB. 13th Does money buy happiness?
FEB. 14th I carry Nature in my pocket.
FEB. 15th It was a board game: PEACE