Showing posts with label protest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label protest. Show all posts

Thursday, February 9, 2017

They Can't Shut Us All Up


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They Can't Shut Us All Up

They can shut me up
but they can't change the truth--
I'm Rosa and Hillary, Malala and Ruth.

They can silence my voice
but I'll lead and you'll follow--
I'm Keller and Earhart, Cleopatra and Kahlo.

We rivet and code,
we teach and we heal,
orbit Earth, win Nobels,
go to prison for ideals.

They can't shut us all up
and they can't change what's true--
we're here to write history in PINK, not in blue.


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017




This is a poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

they
can
shut
me
up
but
they
can't
change
the 
truth

originated here.



Monday, February 6, 2017

We Were Buoyant

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We Were Buoyant

We were buoyant,
sure and confident.

Now, at the bottom of a chasm,
nearly buried in negativity,

we keep our eye on the edge
and work to relocate,

tow ourselves back up,
weather this disruption of democracy,

melt the ice that encases our heart
and remember who we truly are.


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017






This is a poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

ice
chasm
buoyant
exploration
relocation
disruption
buried
edge
tow
weather

originated here.


Thursday, February 2, 2017

Education is Not a Business


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Education is Not a Business

The child lines up his teddy bears
to teach them ABCs.
He guides them gently in the task,
"The way Miss Smith taught me."

"We learn to share, hold hands in line,
protect and help and hug.
At story time in the media center
we find our place on the rug."

The profits from our nation's schools
aren't measured with nickels and dimes.
Our future's there within those walls --
let's polish them 'til they shine.


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017



This is a poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

worldview
help
shareholders
safer
protections
dishonest
media
replace
business
Messiah

originated here.



Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Teacher

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Teacher

Nothing prepared her for
the psychology of the actors,
the unfamiliar narrative framework,
the doubt she barely concealed
that bravery would ever find her.

And no one told her about
the tears that would suddenly pool,
the ache she couldn’t heal,
the glory of the learning
that would transcend it all.


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017





This is a poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

psychology
actors
narrative
framework
pool
bravery
transcends
capture
conceal
doubt

originated here.



Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Three Nightmares


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Three Nightmares

stranded
no poetry, music, art
TV blares news

accolades
forgotten or damaged
I'm fired

summer
bobbing in its wake
unrested


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017



This is a warmup poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

fire
accolades
summer
damaged
wake
news
suspects
french
shooting
stranded

originated here.


Monday, January 30, 2017

On the Way to the March



On the Way to the March

A wall of cars
blocked our lane.
They were lined up
not to appeal for freedom
or for suffering to be overcome
but for
the
car
wash.

It was an ordinary day.
They were thankful
(if they were even aware)
for the division of their spirit
from their conscience.
They lolled in 20th Century
thoughtlessness.

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017





This is a warmup poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

division
wall
freedom
20th Century
overcome
spirit
historical
thank
appeal
suffering

originated in a German article about the people of Berlin urging Trump not to build a wall at the Mexican border. Not this article exactly, but something like this.

Saturday, January 28, 2017

If Ranted


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If Ranted, Don't Ignore

respond
answer directly
communicate

communicate
exercise eloquence
impact

impact
influence and transform
unite

unite
with increasing volume

not simple, not impossible


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017




This is a warmup poem for Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem

rant
ignore
directly
answering
simple
volume
impossible
impact
respond
communicate

originated here.

The idea of using tercets was inspired by Michelle Barnes' post here.


Thursday, January 26, 2017

Cold to the Bone

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Confronting Icy Water is Directly Linked to Revolution

Standing at the edge,
I brace myself for the harsh truth,
the cold shock that awaits.

My commitment pushes me
to dive deep, invisibilizing below the surface,
rewriting the liberation of my body.

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2017





I am joining Laura Shovan's Annual February Writing Project. The words/phrases for this poem originated here.



Friday, November 25, 2016

#haikuforhealing

An unsolicited email showed up in my inbox. Rather than spam, it seemed like a message from the universe. Here are the big ideas:

5 Insights for Recording Artists, Performers, and Creatives 

1. Make Art for Social Change

2. Channel Your Pain into Art

3. If You See It, Say It, Sing It, or Sculpt It...

4. Be Visible

5. Collaborate


In a seemingly unrelated email, Carol Wilcox asked if I was planning to write a haiku a day in December again this year. 

My creative spirit, who has been sitting out on the porch with her head between her knees for the last couple of weeks, looked up and nodded. Yes, that seems right, she said. A response to the news of the day, shared in the concise metaphorical form of the haiku. 

#haikuforhealing

Perhaps a month of haiku won't heal the world, but it may begin the process of healing my spirit. Join in if you'd like, by using the hashtag on Twitter or FaceBook.

Tanita's haiku are at [fiction, instead of lies]
Michelle's haiku can be found archived in one post at Today's Little Ditty
Linda Mitchell's are at A Word Edgewise
Margaret's are at Reflections on the Teche
Heidi's are at My Juicy Little Universe
Catherine's are at Reading to the Core
Carol Wilcox's are at Carol's Corner

Buffy Silverman's are at Buffy's Blog
Jone Rush MacCulloch's are at DeoWriter
Diane Mayr's, posted on Thursdays, are at Random Noodling
Julie Johnson's are at at Raising Readers and Writers
Carol Varsalona's are at Beyond LiteracyLink
Linda Baie's are at TeacherDance


All haiku on this page are ©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016.

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waning moon
darker nights ahead
light the lanterns



11/25 Black Friday

autumn leaves
windblown into the corner
some still fly free




11/26

mob of cawing crows
one hawk flying sure and low
ducks the raving flock





11/27 #BetsyOurLoss

bushels of apples
vibrant orchards with strong trees
menace of blight





11/28 #commonplacemarvels

chickadees and wrens
nuthatches, cardinals, finches
all share the feeder





11/29

after rain
puddles reflect
dark clouds





11/30

overcast skies
unexpected kindness
ray of hope





12/1

Hello, December
Orion races west
Big Dipper empties




12/2

cold wind
oak leaves rattle
long winter ahead




12/3 
(using Linda Mitchell's last line--modified--as my first)

winter tide: rest, rest 
ignore moon's pull: lull, lull 
wave goodbye: surge, surge



12/4
(a meditation on birthdays that are past the half-century mark)

another year
snowflakes gather in drifts
spring melt looms



(in response to a Turkish haiku in #haikuforhealing)

butterfly wings
small movement stirs the air
revolution



12/5

five birds
huddle on the wire
welcome one more



12/6

woodpile expands
winter heat stored in neat stacks
stoke the fires



12/7
(after reading articles about Trump's lies about jobs saved at the Carrier plant
and his designated security advisor is perpetuating fake news
and he knows squat about the Constitution)


brave little mouse
this lion can't be trusted
be vigilant



12/8

dark horizon
menacing storms build strength
children play tag



12/9
(a fun exchange)

from Van Allen (@GRProject43X), in reply to my 12/8 haiku

Your 5-7-5
is short a few beats. Why? Why?
A butterfly weeps.


my response:


my 5-7-5
is not worth tears, butterfly
who's to say what counts?



12/10


naked emperor
prepares to bask in the heat
of a dying Earth



12/11
Poetry to the rescue.

in emergency
dial nine-one-one for body
eight-one-one for soul




12/12
6:00 a.m., The Morning After the Neighborhood Lighting

sheltered
one luminaria
shines on



12/13

prickly day
softened by sticky snow
balm of silence




12/14
Hat-tip to Renee LaTulippe for the first line.

predator-elect
poised atop the food chain
not my keystone




12/15

fifth grade --
teaching parrots
to think




12/16

yammering cuckoo
eagle remains vigilant
beware the talons




12/17

rain stops, ice melts
temperatures keep rising
shroud of fog



12/18
For Birds...and Friends at Solstice Dinner

even a few seeds
are enough for these birds here --
feed your flock




12/19

so much can't be fixed
but when the sink starts to leak
out come the tools




12/20

one bird -- one squawk
a mighty din -- the whole flock
add your voice




12/21
Winter Solstice

our darkest day
followed one spin later
by more light




12/22
#senryu

laundromat
honest work, like-minded folk
everyone comes clean




12/23
Solstice, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa

light and levity --
we gather all the candles --
blaze away darkness




12/24

under snow
at the base of the old oak
trillium sleep





12/25
Tyrannical Regimes use Isolation as a Weapon of Oppression

harmony, beauty --
haiku sung acapella --
join the chorus




12/26

planet is heating
sixty-eight in December
slow, comfortable death




12/27

sunrise looks forward
lights all the dark corners
fades all the stars




12/28
There are no big box stores, shopping malls, freeways, or stadiums,
but Eastern Colorado has this:

bolt of night fabric
black velvet stretched tight with stars
Milky Way ribbon

or

black bowl of night sky
overturned on plate of land
Milky Way flows




12/29

homecoming
moving target
bullseye shrinks




12/30

ganderless goose
takes young chicken under wing
comfort for both


in the village
a stranger calls for help
answer comes quickly


fuchsia sunrise
be glad for another day
shadows be gone




12/31

mother bird
you raised your chicks to fly
don't be sad


this treacherous road
built by those who came before
fellow travelers


Fox News is Blaring on the Nursing Home TV

giving thanks
for print media's page turns
for website browsing


old oak stands silent
bare branches ache for spring
leaves will return


small town life
so slow, squirrels are safe
no roadkill




1/1
Happy New Year?
You've already forgotten?
Fresh hell awaits us.



I Feel Violated, Not Safe

security
groin alert requires pat down
you could smile, she says



1/2
The Return of Civil Disobedience

Hello, 2017.
Civil disobedience
knocks at your door.




1/3
rain
incapable of deceit
transparent

Unlike this one: Asked if Trump is playing the media with his comments on who was culpable, Woolsey said it was a "possibility," noting that 
Trump is an "expert in weaving around" on issues like this.




1/4
west wind
bitter cold barrels in
chimes complain




1/5
a different kind of #haikuforhealing

cold
(pass the Kleenex)
hazy fog




1/11
As I ponder whether my work with 5th graders
will survive the crazyweird to come...

Collaboration.
Will you remember this, kids?
Practice it as adults?

Accepting difference.
Will you remember this, kids?
Do it as adults?

Outrage over hate.
Will you remember this, kids?
Act on it as adults?




1/12
Rumors. Fake news. Anything that's not the real issues.

flash
heads turn
wolf advances




1/14

sunrise
please help me believe
in today



1/17

sense of urgency
every word and action must
promote harmony




1/18

today's mountain
eventually a hill
but oh the rubble