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The Peace Button

There’s no special
button for peace,
just waiting to be
pushed by some
leader who feels
entitled to make
global decisions
for the future of
all humankind.

Such buttons are
reserved for war,
“Why, I wonder?”
Perhaps it’s so we
the people could
see and understand,
and simply start living
the peace we desire,
starting now.

When we commit to
creating that world,
finally we’ll realize
that we do not
need any leaders
who would choose
anything but peace,
and war will die,
instead of people.


The Peace Button © Susan L Hart 2023 | An excerpt from The Samurai’s Pen

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Seeing

Beauty beholder,
open your eyes wide, look deep.
It’s everywhere.

The Offering

The little girl
offered her mum
the flower, a
token of love,
innocence free
of any labels,
expectations,
rules, and
boundaries.

“That’s not
a flower, it’s
a weed! You
don’t give
that to people,
we kill it,
it makes the
lawn ugly,
throw it away!”

Heartbroken,
the little girl
retreated to
her room, not
understanding
why her mother
could not see
the beauty of
her offering.

Years passed,
the girl grown up,
obeying the rules,
prepared to spray
the hated yellow,
so the neighbors
would envy her
pristine grass.

Feeling a tug
on her sleeve,
she turned to
scold her young
daughter for
interrupting this
urgent work,
couldn’t she wait
just a minute?

Her daughter’s
expectant smile,
with little hand
clasping a sad
drooping flower,
“Let’s save this
one, Mommy”,
transported her
back in time.

These days
dandelions live
wild and free
in this front yard,
shouting out
in happy yellow
to all who’ll listen,
transforming a
world of rules to
a journey of joy.


Seeing and The Offering © Susan L Hart 2023

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Smile

Smiles have
this way, they
captivate and
illuminate,
they raise up
our energy
and light up
the world,
they ripple
outward and
boomerang
back to us,
they’re a gift
we give to others
and to ourselves,
so just –

Smile.


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Stone’s Throw

Our love was
so strong that
we were just
a stone’s throw
from reconciliation,

but the stones
already slung had
so badly broken
the glass house
of our trust that

fragments seeded
a stone wall over
which no stone
could ever be
thrown again.

We were so close,
and yet so far.


This poem was written for Rebecca Cunningham’s November Poetry Challenge at Fake Flamenco. Thank you for the prompt and the inspiration, Rebecca! 🙂

Knocking Down Society’s Boxes


Creativity, the drive to invent something new and unique, is rooted in nonconformity. Where there is conflict, disparity, or lack, answers are not usually found in the norm. Rather, solutions for big problems require creative thinking and big new ideas.

What I have learned from living in several distinctly different cultures is this: Each one has its own unique group think and a general need in the people within it to fit in. Some cultures are less xenophobic than others; they will welcome an outsider more readily. Groups tend to view outsiders as a threat to their agreed upon consensual rules.

I propose a challenge for you. Pretend for a day or two that you are not part of your culture, and observe it as objectively as possible. What makes it tick? With what cultural factors do you agree or disagree? Critically observe yourself, and assess the ways in which you adapt (or don’t) to the groupthink and behavior.

Believe in your own wisdom, speak it, and live it. Let’s be careful not to lose our individuality, critical thinking skills, and creativity. These are valued in an evolved society.


Society’s Boxes is an excerpt from Becoming Bigger: In a world that wants to keep you small.

Why Would I?

Why would I want
to be like
everybody else?
Ever?
By some miracle
of Creation,
I am unique,
I came here to
make my own
contributions to
life, society,
and humanity.

If you and I
think like
everybody else,
we all become
a goopy,
boring,
stagnant,
uncreative,
unproductive,
homogenized,
mishmash of
conformist
hive minds
wearing the same hat.

Why would I?
Why would you?

Why Would I? is an excerpt from The Samurai’s Pen.