Poverty robs the innocent of a meal, a bed, a job. How does one forgive poverty?
on my food bank shift
you turn down a can of beans
so another can have it
Terminal illness robs countless people of a future. How does one forgive illness and death?
your pictures
with a scarf instead of hair
get me every time
War rips our world apart and forces us to choose sides. How does one forgive war?
Picasso’s dove
tattooed on my heart
will this give peace a chance?
Jennifer Gurney lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry has appeared internationally in a variety of journals, two of her poems have won international contests and one was recently turned into a choral piece. Jennifer’s first book of poetry, My Eyes Adjusting, was recently published.
