Dara Snyder

So sad to learn that Sugar Ray suddenly passed over The Rainbow Bridge. It's the arts, whether it be poetry, dance, music, art, etc. that helps us with our grief and deliver such beautiful tributes. Sugar Ray was so lucky to have you for his father.

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I love Threadbare Dreams. It really spoke to me. After reading it, I envisioned a hummingbird gathering nectar. So sweet.

In 2021, Biden admin awarded Kerr County TX $10m in American Rescue Plan Act funds, which could have been used for flood prevention infrastructure. But commissioners, facing political pressure from conservative residents, opted not to pursue warning system. www.texastribune.org/2025/07/10/t...

A State Department employee shared with PBS News an image from inside the department. The image includes a piece of paper taped to a mirror with the words, "Colleagues, if you remain: RESIST FASCISM. Remember the oath you vowed to uphold."

Joshua, I am truly grateful.

Two moments in time, two vastly different outcomes.

Hope then, fear now.

But we are resilient, and the American people will not forget what Donald Trump and most congressional Republicans took from the working class and low income Americans, to give to the wealthiest.

op: thedemocrats (via IG)

“I am proud to be an American. This country has always been an ark for the disenfranchised.”

op: @therecount.com

This poem is about the resilience of a soul that refuses to stay caged- the kind of fire that won’t go out, even when the world tries to break you. It’s about connection, rebellion, and finding your way back to the fight when everything feels lost. Broken Rebel Heart I shout against the walls that cage my mind, A storm of fire that cannot be contained. The shadows whisper truths I cannot find, A restless soul by endless doubt unchained. Your voice ignites the embers in my chest, A battle cry that breaks the silent night. We run the edges where the wild hearts rest, Two broken flames that hunger for the light. Yet in the chaos, still a fragile thread A tether holding hope against the fall. Through shattered dreams and words we left unsaid, We rise again, defying every wall. In rebel hearts and echoes loud and true, We find the strength to start again anew.

This poem reflects on love, memory, and presence that remains long after people are gone. It’s quiet and tender—about how some lights, both literal and emotional, stay with us even when everything else moves on. ⸻ The Light that Lingers The porchlight hums against the dark, where moths still burn for something bright. A ghost of warmth, a final spark but never quite enough for flight. Footsteps press where others fade, the wooden boards still know their weight. A love not lost, but merely stayed a shadow bent but never late. The night forgets, but not the glow, a filament of something true. We learn to leave, but still we know the light remains when we are through.

This poem is for the wanderers, the dreamers, the ones still chasing meaning through all the noise and ruin. It’s about finding your own rhythm in a fractured world, and following your own stars—even when the map falls apart. ⸻ Footprints on the Moon The skyline hums with an aching sound, A hymn for the wanderers unbound. The years have weathered, the edges worn, But from the wreckage, new life is born. Every chord’s a step on a fragile stair, Climbing toward something that isn’t there. A bittersweet fire runs through my veins, A melody steeped in pleasure and pain. The world is vast, but it fits my song, A place for the restless, the right, the wrong. So I walk alone, but the stars still shine, Guiding my steps to a fate that’s mine. The road may crumble, the path may stray, But I’ll keep singing come what may.

This poem is a quiet tribute to resilience. Inspired by the image of an old oak standing through storms and seasons, it speaks to the kind of strength that doesn’t shout—but lasts. It’s about endurance, rootedness, and the quiet power of simply staying. Tall Old Oak Beneath the sky, a tall old oak stands still, Its branches reach as if to touch the blue. The leaves are whispers, stirring soft and shrill, A thousand stories told, yet always new. Its roots stretch deep, entangled in the soil, A silent testament to years endured. Through storms and seasons, steadfast in its toil, A silent pillar in the world’s vast blur. Its bark is scarred by battles time has fought, Yet still, it stands, unmoved by what has passed. The wisdom in its shade can’t all be taught, For in its silence, it remains steadfast. The oak endures, a constant through the wild A symbol of the strength that’s born in trials.

The hate is loud. The fight feels long. And yeah- some days hope and fatigue sit in the same chair. We don’t kneel to cruelty. We name it. We survive it. We outlast it.

Here’s a few poems from the slow burn. For the tired, the alive. 💙

#Poetry #BlueskyPoets #Resist #WritersOfBluesky #HopeIsAFlame

Thank you. These poems are beautiful and healing. I am most grateful.

So many passengers had their cell phones taking videos of us that I was hoping to find one posted.

It was amazing how many protests there were in the DMV!

On Father's Day we had a celebration for the life of my father. I met a few people, all in their late 80's, who had protested along Georgia Avenue at Leisure World. One shared her favorite poster:

I wish I took photos.

Yes. This was the morning protest. We had registered at Garrett Park. I received an email that Garrett Park was at capacity. Brought many signs. Was told that there were over 3,000 people on the Pike and that we stretched out over a mile.

Thank you! I brought many. One sign I brought but didn't get in the video read, DEMOCRACY IS NOT FOR SALE.

This morning's No King protest. Stretched out over a mile. The park was at capacity, so we lined Rockville Pike.

Photo from one of this morning's No Kings protest. Crowd exceeded capacity, and we were detoured over to line Rockville Pike.

America cannot long remain free, nor first among nations, if it becomes the kind of place where universities are dismantled because they don't align politically with the current head of the government.

YouTube video by MSNBC 'They obviously targeted me': Newark mayor describes chaotic arrest in confrontation at ICE facility

"This is disturbing what they think they have the ability to do."

Here is @jenpsaki.msnbc.com 's interview with Newark Mayor Ras Baraka earlier tonight: youtu.be/-MdwHCOWwiE

YouTube video by Cory Booker We must defend PBS and NPR.

Public broadcasters like PBS and NPR give every American access to culture, history, art, and trusted journalism. They’re a cornerstone of civic life.

Defunding them does a disservice to us all, especially in rural communities.

We must defend them.

So glad to hear he was inside safe and snuggled. However, what a horrible scare for you.

Trump has been president for 100 days—and he’s made a deliberate attempt to flood the system and exhaust the public.

It can be hard for most people to keep up. That's by design.

As a candidate, Trump said he'd lower prices. As president, here's what he's done 🧵

It's lovely and I love the colors. Perfect for Spring and Summer! It's on my bucket list.

Just a reminder.

Sharing love. We need tenderness to keep us balanced in the resistance.

Hands Off! March on D.C. · Hands Off **Donald Trump and Elon Musk think this country belongs to them.** They're taking everything they can get their hands on—our health care, our data, our jobs, our services—and daring the world to sto...

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