Hay flies out
from the truck before her,
bats hurrying a cave.
She swigs Debris of Twister,
turns mistakes
and crashes
into tall red pines.
Dry dandelions
breaking loose.
Paper wings
crinkle-laced
with winter green
needles flap an origami
peace crane
swift away
on her last exhale.
– poem by mary macgowan
– photo by lori, hippie peace freaks fb page
Songs for the Pure of Heart 
I love this! Such peace and violence side by side and remarkable images. Like the photo too.
fime, peace and violence side by side, that’s just what i was going for except i didn’t know it, it was a wordless feeling.
thank you!
Beautiful artwork and amazing poetry. Thank you.
the artwork is not mine, but my poem thanks you very much.
excellent eloquence !
my poem thanks you !
and the way winter+ green show up side by side. i miss your poetry and love that you post so much of it here.
red mittens give the best hugs!