One of the many reasons why I love Code Pink

Poems about women we love, or Is that a sestina in your pocket or are you just glad to see me

Women of Code Pink

Oh peacemakers,

your fiery tactics inspire us.

Your colorful plumage makes you easy to spot

those precious few times when the

corporate media lets us

glimpse your fair visages.

You stand up and you speak out

for peace, for justice, for all.

In a world engulfed in war,

in a country led by an idiot,

in a time of unparalleled corporate greed,

you are the beer we drink when our thirst

overwhelms us.

Rachel Maddow

Siren of the progressive airwaves

we hear you out here in

purple America.

Siren of the left

we see you after the moon has

chased the sun from the sky.

Siren, you fill our heads with wisdom

and our eyes with your boyish

yet feminine good looks.

Siren, we know you are lesbian,

not that there anything

wrong with that,

but we have a crush on you anyway.

Sirens go off when you appear on

Countdown with Olbermann.

Hearts flutter when we listen to your

voice via the series of

tubes known as the internets.

Long may you speak,

long may you appear on

the only TV news show we trust,

long may your close cropped hair

fall on your cranium.

And as someone else

once said in a rock and roll song,

"Long may you run."