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Knowing that the end is drawing near
She grabs her child and holds him to her breast...
Sings a lullaby to quell their fear,
As bombs explode around her shattered nest.

She only has a minimum of learning,
Yet knows that endless war is always wrong.
In her heart, she feels a sudden yearning...
And prays for just Allah to make her strong.

Colors streaking blindly through the sky
Light up her child’s face with ghastly light.
They finally surrender with a sigh,
But she finds comfort in her last insight:

Though bullets soon will shred their flesh apart,
No missile can destroy the human heart.


I got the invitation
on an ordinary day.
I sat to write this poem,
not knowing what to say.

The picture on the card
Shows a man I never knew,
With a cocky kind of grin
That I haven't seen on you.

your smile is softer
your hands rougher
from years spent
fixing barns,
brushing horses,
dressing children,
painting sunsets

your bright blue eyes
glow with wisdom
not mischief

the plant
the seed


We should be on high
It is an orange day.
What,exactly,does that
Ah, that they cannot

They say...

"Life must go on as
We can't give in to fear.
Yet still, we must be
The terrorists are here!"

And yet I pause, and
ask myself,
"How did this war
Is the enemy outside of
Or buried, deep

Ruth Powers is an American poet living in our actual world of today - that is implicit in her poetry. She has an extensive background in music and visual arts, as well as writing.

Here we present two of her best free verse poems and one modern sonnet. Her free verse poem, Buck, is a poem dedicated to one of her friends on his 65th birthday. The author expresses her feelings in these lines with vivid images of a man near his sunset, but this friend is only her starting point to view life from a higher level as noted in the last stanza.

In the following poem, Warning, Ruth Powers expresses in no uncertain terms, how the outer world affects her inner one - the fear that could be seizing people. Fear is the key word. Fear is the new invisible weapon used by some insane, discontented people to impose their ideas against certain political positions to rule the world. In the meantime, the man(or woman) on the street is the major sufferer, and in some cases it even brings an entire nation to its emotional knees.

Mrs. Powers, in this later poem, discloses first the overview of the entire nation (and by extension, the rest of the world) with an objective viewpoint, and then in the last stanza, she shifts to the subjective and questions her own inner self. She is quite sincere, not speaking for one side only, but for both. And what are the answers? Who knows the answer? We all want to know, too.

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