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Pieces of Peace #15: Anger Managed

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I remember anger

lived in my house

with fangs

dirty clawed fingers

squalid spirits

blood-shot windows

venomous kisses

ate acidic holes

into temporary peace.


I remember anger

packed with suitcases

and mildewy boxes

shoved into storage

with darkness

and silence.


I remember anger

distant enemy

weapons destroyed

battle lost

to peace.



Pieces of Peace: 14 Words

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Peace List
















12 Pieces of Peace: No Turtledoves

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12 days of chaos

11 kids coughing

10 piles of papers

9 boys in trances

8 girls on periods

7 late assignments

6 hours of sleep

5 sticky desks

4 parents texting

3 weeks ’til testing

2 poems missing

1 more day alive


Pieces of Peace #11: A Peaceful Struggle

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one child chooses to look at porn

other children snitch

another child coughs up mucus

too close to my face.

one child cheats on his assignment

other children rush carelessly through

another child uses the “b word”

lies to my face.

one child requests me on Instagram

other children follow him

another child’s eyes shine in shock

from the look on my face.

where was my peace today?

porn was not watched on my watch

the mucus never touched my face

the children who rushed, asked to start over

and I never heard the “b word”

but I did hear, “God bless you”

after all 28 snotty, disgusting sneezes.












Pieces of Peace #10: Illusions of Peace

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My student’s didactic poem about peace

stated, “Peace is illusional,

but it always starts with you.”



Peace begins with me

in my mind

I craft a story

designing peace

or destroying it

I see beauty and delicacy in a glass

before deciding if it is half full

or half empty.

Peace begins with me

when clouds shroud the sun

shade and coolness calm me

in the midst of chaos.

Illusions of peace

prevent my full disclosure

from all the webbed fractures

of what is real.


Pieces of Peace Poetry #6

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Pieces of Peace in Haiku

At my lowest point

Pain, prayer, tears, and power

Pulled me up in peace

Pieces of Peace for our King on 4-4

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I had no idea that this Pieces of Poetry #4 would fall on the 4th day of the 4th month, the same date that we lost our peaceful leader, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

This quote by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. on December 11, 1964 was part of his Nobel Peace Prize Lecture, “The Quest for Peace and Justice.” He said, “The richer we have become materially, the poorer we have become morally and spiritually. We have learned to fly the air like birds and swim the sea like fish, but we have not learned the simple art of living together as brothers.”

Pieces of Peace for our King

We have learned to fly the air like birds

and swim the sea like fish

but we have not learned

the simple art

of living together as brothers.

We judge one another

while looking into eyes mirroring ourselves

We label to better define

that which needs no definition

We are divided

not only by those who seek division

but by our own selfish needs

to box beauty, brains, and beliefs.

All that we have accomplished

never matches achievements

in heart and spirit.

If our melanin still threatens

and our strengths weaken

we have attained nothing.

I pray for the day

when humanity’s moral and spiritual heart

beats louder than the drumming

of egos and property.




Pieces of Peace Poetry #3

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Let me get this straight

We do not want pity

We do not need apologies

We do not care about how you wish you knew

We survived before you reacted

We had nightmares

We suffered post traumatic episodes

We compromised our sanity with instant replays

We held shame

We cried in therapy

And then

We decided to rise

Out of darkness

We decided to believe

In the power of forgiveness

We decided to reveal

Details of rape

Do not define

Who we are

We decided to pray

To set our minds on Spirit

To give us life again

To give us peace again

To live well again.



Pieces of Peace Poetry #2: Losing Mom

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Second Piece

In seconds

it changed

we left

son called

hurry up

she’s dying

wait. no.

hurry up

mommie please

sitting up

letting go

lying back

angels came

took over

eyes closed

son kissed

we missed

ran in

too late

she’s gone

in peace.


2015 “Out-Joyed” 2014

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2014 sucked! Family stress, the loss of trusting relationships, just bad in ways not worth writing. Then came 2015. New goals, expectations, and decisions set my energies in a positive direction. It worked. 2015 “out-joyed” 2014, so what resolutions are in my mind for 2016?

Loose ends are not worth my sanity, and I’ve come to the conclusion that once they are finally tied, new loose ends await. That’s how life goes otherwise what am I really working on. The changing factors of 2015 that helped me “out-joy” 2014 were prayer and faith. I prayed for change; I got it. I prayed for patience; I got it. But change and patience are constant forces. I know that when I need the most change, it requires the most patience because it never comes when I think it should. It’s not about me and my timing. It’s all about God. He knows what I need, when I need it, and how to give it to me. I understand now, but it took a year or so to learn it.

I read somewhere if God shows you something that you need to learn and you choose not to learn it, He will show it to you over and over until you finally get it. But the process gets tougher with each lesson, so stop being stubborn, and learn it the first time. Sounds similar to teaching my students. If I have taught a lesson well the first time, most of them learn it. However, when I am reteaching those who did not learn it, my lessons drag, my patience wanes, and the repetition is maddening. My enthusiasm is short. I certainly don’t want God’s lessons to drag; His patience to wane, or His disappointment to show. I need all the enthusiasm He has for me.

In 2016, I expect to “out-joy” 2015. Instead of using my Post-It-Prayer-Pillowcase, I will document my joys in my Joy Journal. I will focus on gratitude and joy, and by this time next year, I will be saying 2016 “Out-Joyed” 2015! I have patience, I have faith, and the peace that surpasses all understanding are the only resolutions I need.