Thursday, 12 February 2026

TUMBLER RIDGE

 


for the love of breaking hearts and sleepless nights I will select a few poems submitted under this title as your submission to create a poem under this name "TUMBLER RIDGE"

Please be kind. Be thankful that we still have humanity - imperfect but heartbroken.

There will be no payment but I will send a copy for those whose work is chosen.

Like life there is no monetary payment for saving the world but there is a world still.


Way Beyond Time for Poems "TUMBLER RIDGE"

 


for humanity to realize, we,  all life on this planet is at risk of becoming extinct. Why? Because (for centuries) we humans are far most impressed by stories of shootings, killings, threat of war, strength and wealth than human nature. But there is a very deep message in our grief.

It's not that we don't have  the answer, its that there is so much heartache we feel overwhelmed.

The working title for this book will be Tumbler Ridge. I am not looking for blame or names or what's wrong with us, but for encouragement to believe we will find an answer in lovingkindness.



Friday, 6 February 2026

Scrolling through internet for information on humanity's history

 


This is not a history. Just a few items on the problems of being human.  We love to believe in "success". Ours and others we love to promote.

The problem with "success" it can mean whatever we want it to mean. Which is mostly in my opinion, power. Proof of our power.

But I have come to the conclusion it's a record of "greatness" according to this creatures ego. And that is the problem.

For the sake of  ego I believe humanity is destroying  our planet. It records its achievements by monetary wealth. Yes we have people who have great courage like those who survived Auswich and who see progress as our ability to look at our big mistakes.

Racism. Watching the despair unfold in the US. The automatic assumption that the top of the human race is the white man. 

I don't feel bad or guilty for what the USA is doing to humanity. I feel bad when I fail to do the right thing.

It's a trap in my brain. Not a mistake. I feel bad when I have made the wrong decision.

I know I am NOT superior to others based on my education, my attempts at presenting myself as trustworthy, my habits or beliefs.

FORGET SUPERIORITY IN ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING!.

Humility and respect for others comes first. No-one cares how morally superior this old woman  named Janet Vickers has become. She never made it as Danielle or Washahid. They inspire comfort to me as I mourn for my own attempts to save the world.

All I know is racism is evil, struggling to win in the superiority game is destructive to my ego. So I keep trying to love others. That's all.

I love people. I hope for their success. And I will try over and over again to care for humanity with the help of my friends and family.




Sunday, 25 January 2026

WAKE UP! WAKE UP.


You could see what was happening

but you didn't know how to stop it!

If I knew

if I had billions

or fame

or power

I could speak up

but how does an aging wife

get the attention of the rich and famous

whose power comes from

convincing the rest of us

are powerless. 

Saturday, 24 January 2026

When Can I Die? Please


I was born 97 years ago. It has been a good life.

I haven't suffered much.

As I look back it seems the world tried

to teach me how

to be a good person.

I wanted more.

I wanted to be a success

famous even.

I doubt I made it even as a good person.


You'll never amount to anything

I was told by one of my aunts.

Her children were raised to be perfect.


I didn't want that.

Girls I supposed to be perfect

not thanked for their efforts

or talents.


They just have to be beyond

anyones notice

seen and not heard

not published

not a star

not even a sex object.


However its unmentioned

but likely

they must be quietly submitting

to whatever anyone and everyone

expects from them.

 

Friday, 23 January 2026

The Palestinian Nose


It's not spectacular

but it is distinct

how can I explain?

Those who have the long thin nose

that enlarges and widens at the bottom

close to the lips

indicates the passage of time

quietly breathing in and out

passed down from parent to child

for as long as the people of 

Palestine 

have been here

you will notice those who are determined

will not give up

or brag the important work

they are dedicated to do

quietly without fanfare

but they finish the task.

TUMBLER RIDGE

  for the love of breaking hearts and sleepless nights I will select a few poems submitted under this title as your submission to create a p...