Feeling Red, Feeling White, Feeling Blue
Understanding your Pain will make us whole again
Feeling Red, Feeling White, Feeling Blue
America Unity is within you
Pray our leaders take a stand
Do what's right for every woman
and every man
Feeling Red, Feeling White, Feeling Blue
America unity is within you
Paying for a veteran meal or two
Loving people of every hue
America you know what we've got to do!
Feeling Red, Feeling White, Feeling Blue
America unity is within you
Pray we all take a stand
Do what is right for every woman
and every man
How wonderful it would be
if hatred could give way to
love and unity!
Feeling Red, Feeling White, Feeling Blue
America unity is within you
Glory, Glory!! to you
#America #UnityAnthemfor America #Love
The Suitcase
I pulled the old black case out of the basement closet, dragging it up two flights of stairs to pack what my daughter might need for rehab. How can the objects I put in there tell her how much I want her to quit putting heroin in her veins and put LOVE in her heart instead. Please respond to your program, and not die by the randomness of a drug overdose.
I packed a childhood pillowcase hoping she would remember how innocent she was. I wrote inspirational quotes on notecards to put in the pocket of her favorite jeans. I packed a plastic toy horse called Spirit. I packed her some shampoo hoping she would rub some sense into her head. I packed some fish oil for her brain to heal. I packed the quilt her grandmother gave her. I packed cute shirts we bought together. I packed lavender soap hoping it would help her relax. I packed a fresh towel to use when she washed herself clean. I packed watercolors and paintbrushes since she used to love to paint.
As I struggled a little with the zipper, I said “You will live.”
- Sara Leslie Camacho October 9th, 2019
Root Dwelling
I want to put my roots down
in a new primal dwelling
to live and be smelling
all that is aground
I want to walk fresh faced in the morning
to view the fog rising
To hear Hark the Harold rooster crowing
at first sight of ultraviolet light
I want to walk by browned, forgotten cornstalks
shoe tips wet from the dew of the vetch
Thinking of leopard frogs hibernating in the pond
and my childish self searching for ancient crinoids
burying my roots in the Tennessee soil
while hearing the hens a cackling as I saunter away
into a gold, orange, and brown carpet of hay
Leslie Camacho
Copyright 10 31 2020
I really want feedback on this. Thanks Prose readers!
#poetry #farmlife #fossils #home #dwellings #chickens
Root Dwelling
I want to put my roots down
in a new primal dwelling
to live and be smelling all that is aground
I want to walk fresh faced in the morning
to view the fog rising from a farm pond
Gold, Auburn, Brown and Orange leaves carpeting my steps
To hear Hark the Harold rooster crowing
at first sight of ultraviolet light
I want to walk by browned, forgotten cornstalks
shoe tips wet from the dew of the vetch
Thinking of leopard frogs hibernating in the pond
and my childish self searching for ancient crinoids
burying my roots in the Tennessee soil
and hearing the hens a cackling as I saunter away
Leslie Camacho
Copyright 10 31 2020
I really want feedback on this. Thanks Prose readers!
#farmlife #fossils #home #dwellings #chickens