Tag Archives: poems

Criss Cross

The fiber of life
shifts
when intertwined,
criss crossing
past

to

present

to

future.

Our choices
define us,

destroy us,

save us

No path is straight.
Color outside the lines.

 

©Hilary Clark ~ 10/24/16

See the quilt here.

Cacophony

The largest population has the
smallest voice.
Cries for help
drowned out,
buried,
layered under
non-stop
pervasive
Media.

Everyone has an
opinion.  Here is
Media’s opinion:
The only one
correct is the one
speaking loudest.

Be!  Do!
Listen!  No!
Yes!  Right!
Stop!  Wrong!

I cover my ears.
Cacophony leads to
destruction.
We are puppets,
Media the puppeteer.

 

©Hilary Clark ~ 8/24/16

See the quilt here.