Easter Uprising

Easter Uprising

2016

Some chose to mark

Easter day with willful

Murder

Family picnics in

Lahore Pakistan

Christians targeted

Though tell me there

Were no guests of

Islam other faith or

None

Day of faith and

Homely celebration

We who were not

There can nonetheless

Relate

Imagine those we

Love even those we

Forbear by mere

Relation

Scattered rent apart

Undone

Reunions friendly or

Indifferent never

Again

The soul the spire

Tying through a

Family broken taken

Away

Now the future holy

Day focuses alone to

Count those of us

Alive

clcouch123

I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that. I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.) I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher

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March 30, 2016

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rosemawrites
March 31, 2016 at 8:19 am

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This hits hard. As calm as its rhythm is, this poem bear such a powerful message, Christopher.

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clcouch123
March 31, 2016 at 5:33 pm

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Thanks so much for seeing this, Rosema. Life should have a rhythm, though not through these terrible experiences.

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