Hi All
It's Sunday which, in the Vegetable Tray, means very cool posts are presented on the Jimmy Broccoli page! Yay!
Since embarking on this adventure, I've met several amazing poets/writers, artists, photographers, and performers who I've quickly come to admire.
I ran across the poems of English poet John Rennie a few months ago and continue to follow his work. His work contains powerful imagery, thoughtfulness, and John's detail to craft and word choices are among the best I've read.
It is a privilege to share two poems by John Rennie on the Jimmy Broccoli page today - and I hope you enjoy them!
Brief Bio: John Rennie is surrounded by lots of Love, to include his partner Sandra - and, between them, they have 8 children. John has been writing for many years and continues to add to his impressive collection of writings.
We’re All Carrying Something
Guilt, a burden, shame, a brother, a sister, weight, loss of it, weary bones, memories,
A coffin, a cause, a lost cause, a memory,
A memory of being bullied, a phone, a bag,
Life’s baggage, a longing, a chance missed
A pain, a love lost, responsibility, pressure, pride, pride of parenthood, a child, a grandchild.
Just carry this thought with you through life;
We’re all carrying something.
Ask someone if they need help with their heavy load. Pick it up and carry it with them.
Pick it up.
John Rennie
2020
The Right of Return
Far away from here
So, so long ago
In a land so torn
The earth opened and
The tree of fruits groaned
A crack appeared
A new time was born
The fissure grew and
There came a schism
Spirituality fought the
Demon of realism
Over thousands of years
This land tried to heal
But the wound does
Continuously open
And the poison
Prevents its seal
Palestine, lost in time
Reached from the
River to the sea
Its people sought shelter
Beneath the Olive Tree
And there came a Nakba
Such a Catastrophe
There was so much wailing
Over many, many years
A great voice goes unheard
Amongst the eternal tears
Now that ancient land is
Cruelly split asunder
Its people are separated
From their ancient roots
Their Right to Return is
Thwarted with thunder
And yet the Olive Tree
Is still standing
With old wisdom
And many branches
In time to come it’ll
Bear rich fruit again
And the timeless land
Will again be united
The people will rejoice
And sing again once more
Dance a joyous Dakba
From the River to the Shore
John Rennie
January 24, 2021
