Peter Norman Levesque

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Early morning street scene in Marrakech Morocco
Be In my silence, I have been praying Not knowing where the listener is staying Yet, in this quiet, an answer comes to me There is no divinity separate from we For we, each, are the pieces of divinity Sewn together in our resilient humanity Stitched imperfectly but with love That which tears at us is not hand in glove But loneliness and the agony of illusion Outsiders begging to be let in from confusion We are not broken, only incomplete Shine your light, catch fire, not defeat Warm the spaces where the cold haunts Stand together among the jeers and taunts I am you, you are me, together we March, stand, protect, pray, hope, and be.
Swim to Shore In the flow of life It is easy to be engulfed In the artefacts of other lives Drowning in memories not of your making Swim to your own shore Smile at each moment, each emotion Even when it feels overwhelming Grasp at your own waves Gasp each breath into existence We are all in the same water But your struggle is yours When you finally step onto land Remember who you are Know that this time is yours
What's On Your Mind? You look distant What's on your mind? Is it something easy Like the thought of pumpkin pie The picking of apples this Fall? Some fuzzy Labrador with a wet nose Or are you feeling downward Because babies are now targets Where did orchards once grow? Maybe you glimpse the machinery That grinds down your heart Until your compassion can't breathe Is it the raking of all the shades of brown Into unmarked cars by masked men Who pretend that they love their mothers Then abuse their sisters in alleyways So many things to bring you out Of your mind but you know what Here's a coupon for 20% off Free shipping included That should make you feel better Put your mind at ease Take a little pressure off Smile, it could always be worse It could be you.
Today Today is a double-double day With a lid that won't stay open An ass over tea kettle day Toques all in a kerfuffle One sock missing in wet mukluks day Put a milk bag on your feet Sliding on soggy cardboard day Time for a dart and swig on a mickey But I don't drink or smoke day Today is a hoser of a day And it makes me wish for fiddleheads