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To Bear

A strand of dried grass shaped in a heart on the shadowed sidewalk with this poem: 

To bear…

Laughter I think I hear—
And I turn, but nothing near
My heart in sadness falls
He’s only a shadow now
His right 
to life, 
safe 
from 
harm,
				Killed 
				by some warped 
				“right to bear arms”
Oh.
Oh.
To bear him in my arms…

Sheri Edwards  
052422   145.365.22  
Poetry/Photography
See larger size on teach.eagle at Flickr​

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. I wandered through my day as usual— a songfest via the Daily Create which inspired a piece of art. Music that, though metaphoric and true, still brought a sense of hope in these trying times. Then a quick check of my twitter feed where the news of the massacre of elementary children — 18 and a teacher made my heart drop. I missed most of my zoom artist chat as I wondered “How will we stop this rain?” just like the song from the Daily Create— John Fogerty’s Who’ll Stop the Rain?

As Chris Murphy of CT says, “What are we doing?”

“Good men through the ages, trying to find the sun.”

We need good men and women to stand up, speak up for the rights of the living to live without fear of going to school or the grocery store.

Only in America is this a problem. But it’s not just mass killings— it’s gun violence overall, and there are solutions. Get the facts: EveryTown Research.

And vote for those who want responsible legislation and policies that promote the pursuit of happiness rather than the pursuit of power over others.

Trying to find the sun…

Who Will Stop the Rain?

It’s up to us to stop the rain— to stop this reign of terror by the NRA and GOP on the majority who want to leave in peace with their neighbors.

VOTE.

My heart fell with this news. I’ve lost a son, but not to violence. But I know the heartache, the memories. And so, a poem.


To bear…

Laughter I think I hear—
And I turn, but nothing near
My heart in sadness falls
He’s only a shadow now
His right
to life,
safe
from
harm,


Killed
by some warped
“right to bear arms”

Oh.
Oh.
To bear him in my arms…

Sheri Edwards
052422 145.365.22
Poetry/Photography


Blue Raindrops behind coral sun with words “Tryin’ to find the sun”

1181 days of posts in a row

Update May 25th

Thanks to my friend Terry for adding to the poem and understanding the struggle. Thank you so much.

Sheri Edwards View All

Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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