Dona Nobis Pacem (Grant Us Peace)

Every 4th of November, bloggers all over the world speak in one voice to spread the message of peace.

One voice...

One subject...

One day...

Let there be P E A C E on earth!

A pocketful of sunshine and 

To join us, go to The Official Site of Blog4Peace for details.

Dona Nobis Pacem

Every 4th of November, bloggers all over the world speak in one voice to spread the message of peace.

If you want to be a peace blogger, you’ll need a peace globe and a blog/website or any social media account. You can simply post “Dona nobis pacem” as your post title/status or you can do the really cool thing and make a peace globe as well.

If you want to know more, please check the links below:

Official Site (Home of The Peace Globes) blog4peace.com

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Helpful links: 

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Who We Are peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/p/who-we-are.html

What We Do peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/p/what-we-do.html

Get Your Own Peace Globe peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/p/get-your-own-peace-globe.html

Globe Sightings peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/p/globe-sightings.html

Visit Our Store peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/p/visit-our-store.html

The Last Dance - A Repost

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

 

she slipped on 

her white 

nightgown

as she 

prepared 

for bed

but the music 

playing 

outside her 

room

beckoned her

to heed 

its call

listen she did, 

and more...

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

she stepped

into 

her red 

stiletto heels

and started 

 swaying

with her eyes 

shut closed

she finally 

let go

unaware 

of the eyes 

that were 

watching...

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

he knew 

she was 

still mad 

at him

but the 

lovely sight 

was too much 

to resist

 he took 

his chance

and took her

in his arms

their eyes locked

his gaze 

drowned 

 her anger

there was 

nothing left 

but 

burning
passion...

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

 

and so, 

together 

they slowly 

swayed

to their hearts' 

content

as if 

in a 

trance

they danced 

like

there 

was 

no
tomorrow...

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

 

unbeknownst

to them

their 

time

was 

running

out

and 

tomorrow

would 

never 

come... 

the 

swinging

rhythm 

was 

spellbinding

the 

pounding

beat 

was 

enthralling...

© Bing (PinkLady) 2011

A pocketful of sunshine and 

I am reposting this poem for dVerse’s Poetics- Repeat Performance First time Through. My original post is here.