the hammock of life malia aragon · sabine schäfer 2005 diagnosed with multiple sklerosis life is...

Let’s become the

thread to weave the

hammock of life

Our patterns connect

and intertwine

This weave is yours as

well as mine

Should your knot fall

out of place

Release all fear, just

fall back

Rest yourself and take

a break

Your brothers & sisters

will fix your mistake

Behold the thread be-

comes indulged in light

Yet, not all of the

pieces

shine so bright

Dripping with dark

Persistent to stay

These beloved beings

have lost their way

They see no choice

Blinded by fear

The path they cannot

see

Because darkness

blocks ones clarity

Once we awaken the

power within

The light will spread

And darkness cannot

win

Love is the magic that

sparkles bright gold

It is the heart of ever

tale told

It is all there is and

ever will be

For, this hammock

was never meant for

you

Or even for me

Just one spark is

enough to ignite

protection

It is up to us

Let’s light this dark-

ness infection

Just one drop of love

can light the path

So we can come to

meet our beloved fate

For god to rest in the

hammock that to-

gether we create.

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100,000 Poets 4 Change

The Hammock of life by Malia Aragon Artwork by Hayden Narumi

2day is the 2morrow and

changes are worrying

Change now 2 sustain a

future 4 every 1.

Climate changes are on

and more is a coming

Survival of the cruellest

must not be the tone.

Well being that shares and

cares is far healthier,

Than a changing that

flourishes when only a few

do their best.

Human kind continues 2

economise eachother,

Be the change

Be the climate change

that insures all life on

earth equal success,

Be The Climate Change by Chan6es

24 September 2011

Poets Alasdair Urguhart

All Humans Under

One Sun

Deena Anne Maree Palmtag

Gavin S. Nascimento

Hayden Narumi

Janne Henn

Jennifer Alexis Poet

Joyful Anne

Kay Gibbons

Karen Nord

Larry Vorwerk

Lia Lucioni

Linnie Buhman

Maria Toscano

Marlia Aragon

Patrick Noel Cheeks

Perception Centre

Rahad Daughtrey

Renae C Howlett

Robyn Gabrielle

Stewart-Burns

Ruth Mosqueda

Sabine Schäfer

Shauna De Bella

Simon Marsden

Sri Gawn Tu Fahr

Tabitha Johnston

Terry L . White

Vikas Gill

http://spiritualnetworks.com/myrddinemrys/

https://www.facebook.com/ruth.mosqueda

https://www.facebook.com/averyordinaryman

Golden moment. You’re willing to play the hero, the fool or whatever hand fate deals you. Occupy my attention as our little star. The glorious Sun. There’s a hero in my midst one who can defeat the dragon for me. What magic is this someone I once desired is back in my life destiny someone bares his soul. Histories, needs, obligations having the qualities the other lack for a healthy relationship. was a glorious time I want the same feeling again. The right one has arrived. A new start. Happily get to know me all over again. Once in a life time transit and that special illusion a cosmic fog crowded with moving stars compelling me to make a decision that binds us two for the immediate future. Love will lead you a golden moment.

It was a glorious time I want the same feeling again. The right one has arrived. A new start. Happily get to know me all over again. Once in a life time transit and that special illusion a cosmic fog crowded with moving stars compelling me to make a decision that binds us two for the immediate future. Love will lead you a golden moment.

A Golden Moment by Renae C Howlett

Leben ist Veränderung! by Sabine Schäfer

Das Leben ist Veränderung,

Jeden Tag und jede Minute,

Manchmal schmerzlich, manchmal mit grosser Hoffnung,

Es wählt nie den Weg,den man vermute.


Manchmal mehr, als man verkraftet,

Man braucht all die Kraft und die Bestätigung,

Dass es sich lohnt, das man an ihm haftet.


Manchmal sehne ich mich nach Stillstand,

Es zehrt an meinen Nerven, mehr als jede andere Herausfor-

derung,

Ich will Ruhe und keinen sinnlosen Widerstand.


Ich mache diese nicht mit freien Willen,

Mein Körper schreit vor lauter Verwunderung,

Im Angesicht der vielen zu schluckenden, bitteren Pillen.

Mein Leben braucht Veränderung,

Jeden Tag und jede Minute,

Ich will auch diese Veränderung,

Nur nicht die, die ich leider vermute.

Sabine Schäfer 2005 diagnosed with Multiple Sklerosis

Life is changing!

P a g e 2 1 0 0 , 0 0 0 P o e t s F o r C h a n g e h t t p : / / C h a n 6 e s . c o m

Be Think Love Peace

I sat and asked myself one day, "What does this life hold for me?"

Thoughts came flooding to me about today's society.

Morals deteriorating

News devastating.

Terrorists penetrating.

People still discriminating.

Feels like someone has played a sick joke on me

It’s like waking up from a night-mare only to find out its reality.

I feel so alone, surrounded by millions of souls that don't take

note

of the little wonderful things life has purposed.

Stop! and smell the roses!

Take the time to figure out

what truly is important

and what you could not live without.

No matter how hard you try

or what you may work for,

there will be a time to cry.

And for us all, there will be a closing door.

None of the material clatter

That you have worked so hard

to acquire and maintain will matter.

Only the bonds of Love will re-main.

Have you helped another person because of your heart

and not for what you gain?

Even if it was something you'd rather not do?

Did you try when you could to help someone

get through?

Did you make them feel guilty

or expect too much in return?

Do you honestly try?

Do you honestly learn?

Too much hatred.

Too much jealousy.

Too many people that turn the other cheek

because it may cause an inconvenience

in their own routine.

Schools let children fall through

the cracks.

Teachers lose hope

due to the appreciation and money

they lack.

Parents not taking responsibility.

The children’s needs are out of sight.

Too busy dwelling on their own

childhood issues, instead of

turning what is wrong into

what is right.

Each generation more intelligent

yet more corrupt.

The outcome of society

has become debauchery and

chaos.

War and money

seem to be the goals of our na-tion.

What happened to One Love?

Where is the preservation from harm, loss, or ruin..

that is salvation?

When will we turn our cheeks

back the other way?

When will we raise up our voices

and Clearly say...

That we are NOT going to take this breakdown of Humanity!

We are NOT going to stand for this moral decay.

How much longer will we bite our tongues?

How much longer will we delay?

When will truly be the change that

we want to see?

Let's stand up Together!

You and Me!

For One Love!

For One Family!

For every thought and feeling

that come from heart and mind...

whether positive or negative..

you send out electromagnetic vibes.

Be Love.

Think Peace.

Be the Change

You want to See.

Respect every animal, plant, ocean

and human just the same.

With compassion and understanding.

Let go of bitterness and blame.

So what does this life hold for me?

The possibilities are as many as my

heart believes.

We must be the change we want to see

for each and every one.

Let us All be the Caretakers of Earth.

All Humans Under One Sun.

1 0 0 , 0 0 0 P o e t s F o r C h a n g e h t t p : / / C h a n 6 e s . c o m

+*~♥Deena Anne Maree Palmtag ♥~*+

‎"The Essence of Life"

Live life to its fullest with every passing day,

In times of hurt and heartache, and in times of

pain.

Visualize what life could be, not what you’re told

it should.

Enjoy the company of others and serve the com-

mon good.

Laugh with all your might though you want to cry.

And take life with a grain of salt; don’t let it pass

you by

Use your imagination for it truly encompasses the

world.

Give of yourself freely and let your heart unfurl.

Hold your loved ones close to your heart and

never let them go.

Love yourself and others, whether friend or foe.

Open your mind to experience, and always be

open to change.

Visualize your dreams and ideas not fearing what

they’ll say.

Enjoy every single moment, for it may be your

last.

Savour today,

Dream of tomorrow,

And never forget your past.

Live, Laugh & Love and anything is possible!


In the depth of my being Is the strength of my seeing

The open heart The open mind

The unity of my plight (flight)

Cruel it is to despair Creating greyness in the air

Flush it out its only mud Allow yourself to feel the love

In the depth of my being

Is the strength of my seeing The open heart The open mind

The unity of my plight

It’s like a seed which we all have Waiting to be cultivated in the sun (son)

Feel the roots grow deep within Creating wisdom aligned with love

Outward radiating as it blooms For all to see

THE REFLECTION OF LOVE

The Reflection Of

Love

by Lia Lucioni

Poetry Recitals

by Sri Gawn Tu Fahr

A Secret Lair

If you were willing,

I would carry you there,

deep into the jungle,

to a secret lair I have prepared,

just for us to share.

A gentle stream flows through it,

a bed of moss so fine,

a nightingale sings sacred songs,

uplifting,

and divine.

magic mushrooms wink and smile,

as salamanders dance,

silver moths shine brightly,

crickets chirping our romance,

If you were willing,

I would like to take you there,

deep into the jungle,

to a secret lair I have prepared,

just for us to share,

our sacred, precious, intimate love

Listening To The Wind

I was listening to the wind today

it beckoned me

whispering your name

unleashing a legion of fire breathing

dragons

from deep inside my veins

splashing onto my glistening skin

frolicking, rejoicing

dancing in a torrid ecstasy

gliding across my quivering body

saturating me with your swirling

passion

and at the height of their celebration

I heard a faint distant sound

a stirring from deep within

a rustling of leaves in a primeval forest

expanding into a thunderous drum

rendering all of my senses asunder

my breath inhaled you

my every pore exhaled you

as the splendour of your precious liquid

love, erupted

overflowed

giving golden wings to my grateful

heart

carrying me to the edge of the universe

I lay there smiling

as the dragons marched into my eyes

returning to their peaceful slumber

I was listening to the wind today

it spoke to me

and whispered your name.

Gavin

Schoeman

Nascimento

“ I do this because I am familiar with your

pain, the fear, injustice, confusion

and shame “

Go to:- The Activists Poem Why I Do This by Choice and Truth

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I am always changing

Sometimes for you

Sometimes for them

Mostly for me

I am the change this earth seeks

As are you

Black Horse behind me I Look at you with gratitude, I will

not hold your reins anymore. White horse I ride you Now,

not further than the present moment. Take me where I

see the mist full baby blue mountains, Shhhh don't tell me

of the purple iris ahead, I do not need to know. Let us ride

hard and smell the ionic Sky, I will grace the weeping wil-

lows, as I pass them by.

I Am Always Changing by Kay Gibbons

Poem By ~ Shauna De Bella

and aching to heal. Unfinished souls, in a world so "seemingly" unfair Perfect souls, trapped in pain and despair. A string for each a beam of Light from above All are in reach of this Light It is Love! Open your Heart set yourself free Play Your part in this Great Symphony!

SimplyMeTabby 2000

Tabitha Johnston One big beam steady and strong United together in an unfinished song. Each note, each cord, each Light that shines.. Even the darkness sings so Devine. Through time and space we all strive for the same To experience Peace To master the game. One step at a time.... each move counts a great deal. Striving to shine


Be silent while we hear the voice

Calling for change

Together

And together we step

Out and watch the world

Change gracefully

Be The Change

Yesterday I met

Change........................

.............. while I was

trying to change....

He looked me right in

my

eyes............................

.......and.. changed me

forever!!!!

Vikas Gill

https://www.facebook.com/averyordinaryman

Be The Change ~ Patrick Noel Cheeks

The Measure Of My Worth © Robyn Gabrielle Stewart-Burns

Be the change

You were born to be

Reach the height

Of impeccability

Be the change

You were meant to be

Be the example

for others to see

Be the change

Your self renew

Excel yourself

This you can do

Be the change

That is needed here

Transform yourself

With others share

The change you'll be

Is within your range

With other selves

You'll then engage

The change we'll be

Will transform the earth

The higher reason

For human birth

my knowledge to expound

upon our earth,

Or my photographed self,

in magazines stored upon the

shelf?

No, tis not my educated self

nor photos that sit upon a

shelf.

Tis not the clothes or jewels

you see or made up face re-

flected back at me.

No, tis not an angels voice you

hear nor a face upon a screen

that’s dear.

Tis not possessions of a

worldly kind or a name printed

upon a sign.

It is something far more

precious I see, that has been

entrusted to me.

“It is the best that I can

be, in all my humanity”

If that be so, then I say,

tis “the measure of my

worth”

I pray…

What is the measure of my

worth I say

Of gathered things upon the

worldly stage I pray?

Be the singing voice of an

angel the media exclaim,

Or the person upon the silver

screen proclaimed?

The clothes of fashion upon

my frame

with jewels that glitter upon

the same,

Of coloured hair straightened

and curled

and a made up face to look

upon the world?

Perhaps it’s my educated worth


Please let it be seen in guiltless steps This coming together, a quickening ex-

pressed The veil has been lifted The Gods have shown

Without a choice This fable is known

To listen, to feel, to touch, and know The essence of each other, the Christ now

beholds To breathe in the arms of this bodily em-

brace The union of mystic and cosmic embrace We speak of individuality and the expres-

sion of the soul The workings of love and all it beholds The life of one, joined in freedom with

another Is fraught with prejudices outside of each

other Past meetings entwined with future hold Is now set in place and ready to unfold

The foreground is laid The scene is set

Each plays their part within this time and space

For good or for ill, this is our choice For we colour and fill it with each response

Our attitudes, perceptions, in positive approach

Allows the freedom of individual growth With experience comes wisdom and

generosity of Spirit This Love is magnified and mirrored across

The Cosmic heart, the Cosmic mind The reflection of the Brotherhood of man-

kind In your face, your body we see

Illuminated

The Mystic Vision of the Rose

A Fable Of Love by

Lia Lucioni

Look Towards Yourself

Live each day as though it is your last,

Live each day in truth and love.

Remember what it is to be peaceful, Remember how to sit and just be.

Look deep within yourself to find the truth, Look towards the Universe to find your des-

tiny.

Seek understanding it creates more knowl-edge,

Seek to tear all the barriers down.

Forgiveness is not just for the perpetrator,

Forgiveness is for the maligned as well.

Happiness infects all it encounters, Happiness is spread with kind words and a

smile.

Love is the answer to all of our problems, Love is the only answer we need.

Know that the way to complete joy is truth,

Know that the only truth is Love....

© Robyn Gabrielle Stewart-Burns Last Update on September 11, 2011 by Robyn

Gabrielle Stewart-Burns


Feminist Movement by Terry L . White

The March Of Peace by

Rahad Daughtrey

I was talking with a friend the other

day

And she asked me if we burned our

bras

For nothing – since girls are targets,

just like always

And all the self-esteem shows on cable

TV

Are so much hot air blowing around

the remote.

She said she worries about the

daughters

Of her clan who might not have the

power

Their warrior mothers planned.

“We have,” she said. “To tell them, every

one

That growing up may not be fun.

That a girl must to take a moral stand

And walk away from the brutal man

Who bullies and hits and withholds his

love

While prayers fall un-answered in the

dust

Victim to his thoughtless lust.

It seems to me that little girls

Need pretty clothes and snazzy curls,

But these are not the important things –

When real girl power gives them wings

To fly above the threatened hurt

And lay the troublers' in the dirt.”

I listened well and listened long

I even wrote an anthem song

To little sisters everywhere

Who live in shadows barely there.

And to my friend, I answered more

For I can see the pain we’ve got:

Won’t action make a better plan?

Each woman then must take a stand

For their persons and their souls

And all the dreams laid dead and cold ….

For power is nothing bought nor sold

But polished like the armour

Of Boudicca and her warrior band.

Love is not blind.

Love is vision unclouded by prejudice.

Love has no hidden agenda,

Neither does she choose to bless

Only those whom the world judges

worthy.

Love chooses to embrace all

Who are willing to receive.

Love is the renewable energy source

The world constantly seeks.

Love's supply increases the more it is

shared.

Love is the Light giver that banishes

shadows

And lifts the soul from darkness.


We are the march of Peace...

The steadily growing army

of warriors of the Heart...

The hands that hold the door

so our brothers might follow

through...

Lips set smiling wide,

like Love's lantern beaming

warm welcome from within...

Our hearts the weapons of mass

disillusion

as we clear ourselves of fear,

dissolving walls of hate

with the eternal flow of hope.

Humbly walking in forgiveness,

leaving prints of Love in our

wake,

each cloaked in our own faith,

we bridge heaven and earth...

We Are the March of Peace

Love by Janne Henn

Australia

http://Chan6es .com



http://spiritualnetworks.com/myrddinemrys/

❤¸.•*""*•.¸❤To all Here ❤¸.•*""*•.¸❤ ❤¸.•*""*•.¸❤ ● / Gratitude and love! / ▌ The Peace of God be with you all! / \ ¸.God bless you infinitely! much hugs The light of God surrounds you, ... The love of God enfolds you, The power of God protects you, The presence of God watches over you. Wherever you are, God is.•.¸❤ ❤¸.•*""*•.¸❤

That candle you light for change must

come from your heart,

for there the wick glows with love,

forgiveness, peace, with heart's united

... sing,

sing out to highest heavens,

for freedom from the unjust burdens,

that lay waste my brothers and sisters

spirits,

that darken the light we once knew.

for in my heart lies my brother and my sis-

ter. . .

there burdens are my burden,

so I sing for them,

I sing for all

Ruth Mosqueda ❤

I sing for all

by Jennifer Alexis Poet

Flying Birds by Maria Toscano

... the birds fly through the wars

since the wars to this poem..

the children die in mummy’s arms…

both lay down on this poem.

the soldier-child died through the

bombs…

his father hurts at this poem.

those birds flying in the dark sky

came softly to this poem..

birds. words fly inside my poem.

P a g e 1 0 1 0 0 , 0 0 0 P o e t s F o r C h a n g e h t t p : / / C h a n 6 e s . c o m

SPARK

Hold a candle. mark the flame....

celebrate the shadows, and the flickers of light.

Because wax melts, and flames extinguish,

but a spark lasts forever in the darkness of the soul.

Linnie Buhman

https://www.facebook.com/ruth.mosqueda

Beauty Of Our World by Alasdair Urguhart

I will be the changed by Perception Centre

For The Beauty Of Our World

We commit with love to practice

as with the heavens above

through grace with joy we sa-

vour giving zest through loving

favour as unfolding we reflect

all glory for the beauty of our

world harmoniously we move in

rhythm which unfolds from

deep within a hymn springs

forth which divinely issues

through the spheres with a

dance sublime we move our

minds expanding consciousness

through design from a beguiling

place with empathic love and

care we grow for the beauty of

this world such joy for all things

as we do exercise a briskness in

the fitness with which we com-

plete our sacred tasks to bring a

relish and a fire to all that we

aspire as we create a more won-

drous tapestry for the beauty of

this world all joy all succour in

this knowing that we have a time

for sacred sowing as aglow with

love and growing we cast a blush

and rush of colour through the

fabric of our lives as bright

adornments we shine and sparkle

as we move as one in light fan-

tastic for the beauty of our world

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

v=IdCZWhJB-

yI&feature=player_embedded

Listen to

Spirit In The Sky

by Norman Greenbaum

Nhttp://www.youtube.com/wat

ch?v=umQCgaZnO0o

While you are reading

“I will be the Changed”

I dream of peaceful changes

Of wide and open spaces

Of trees, flowers and grassy spaces,

Where I run and skip with angels,

because I have a painful disease,

that ravages and enflames my mind

It haunts my lack of relationships

I’ll leave no children behind

because I’m an independent

who drags sickness signs

with a strong will to succeed

but a stronger will to survive.

For I have Jesus within me

he brightens up my life

he helps me sleep at night

and keeps me working for the light.

I know my time is nigh

when my breathe will finally die.

So, I have bequeathed my heart to

Jesus

and my spirit to his angels in the sky

And after I’ve died and been laid to

rest

I know that I will be in the place that’s

the best

and I will be the changed.

I will be at peace, at last

Next time,

before

I speak,

I will breathe.

Before I act,

I will lie down.

Before I think,

I will meditate.

Joyful Anne


Please forgive me for I have sinned, I know I'll turn and sin again.

I have this carton for my abode, I have the earth for my own bed.

I have these children that must be fed,

my children cry there is no bread.

I walk the streets without a dime the people stare they just don't care

to lend a hand or just some time.

beauty and love.

To know me, is to long

for me, to love me.

Love and I are

inter-changeable.

I am the manifestation

of your most loving

thoughts and desires.

I am the chorus of frogs,

the chatter of migrating

grackles, the roar of the

sea, the howl of the wind,

the melody of the harp,

and the laughter of a

child. Of these, the

highest musical note

A musical note am I

I am the vibration

within the silence.

Without the silence, I

would be nothing more

than a vibration of noise.

With the silence, I am of

the highest vibration

known to man. The

silence and I are One,

for we are in harmony

with each other.

I fill your world with

of all is laughter.

Laughter is the vibration

of joy, of love, of Oneness.

A truly divine musical

note. It is I who unites

your lower self with

your God Self.

Call on me, and know

that you are in the

presence of your God,

for we are united

in the great I AM.

A musical note I AM

The Bartholomew Effect: Awakening to Oneness by Larry Vorwerk

be the

Chan6e

Karen Nord

Free Life And Live For

Love by Simon Marsden

With pleasure your poetry has been

posted to the 100,000 Poets 4 Change, Big

Bridge USA Archive of 2011.

All poetry in this compilation is of equally

high standard & quality. This publication

was compiled without discrimination or

order preferences.

I hope you enjoy and treasure your gift to

this landmark Social Change event. Special

thanks to Big Bridge USA for leading us.

Chris Parry, CEO of Chan6es Australia

http://Chan6es .com



Heal the Earth before its too late

And we find ourselves at Heavens Gate

And, as entry is refused without an invite

Having killed our planetary Home in spite

We will all be cast back down to hell

Murderers, bystanders and innocents as well.

Free life and live for Love

Don't chain the Dove

That brings new dreams

And hope in streams.

Let loose all your goodness

And that of your friends

Don't be afraid to give

You wont look foolish in the end.

What use are guns when we are all dead

Just concentrate on making bread

What use is speed when there is no hurry

You only have this life, take your time, don't worry

What use is hate when we all want peace

Spread your Love and live at ease

What use are fights when there is calm

Live together in harmony, what's the harm?

What use is greed when nothing is left

Share all you have, you know it's best

What use is this life unless we can be

Together, forever contented and free?!

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