War
The sun at it’s rising
The chants of faithful
The fists in the air
The vows of leaders
The drone of the bombers
The mouths of the hungry
The crook in the backstreet
The space where the schools
were
The circling of buzzards
The caves of the homeless
The broken hearts and
bodies
The binding of wounds
The burying of the dead
The leer of the victorious
The mourning for loved ones
The loss of humanity
The sun at it’s setting
You have captured the tragedy and pathos of war. Well done, OE!
ReplyDeleteYour poem marches down the page like the sun in her orbit. Sometimes humanity must look very sad in her eyes.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
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Forever marching onward, like it's progress or something. The space where the schools were.... sad.
ReplyDeleteI like the rhythm of this poem, like the drumbeat of war, two beats per line, it marches to the last statement - powerful Thanks for sharing this one.
ReplyDeleteOne of the bitter ironies of humanity is its need to seek glory in destruction.
ReplyDeleteNicely done.
Your words used in a very powerful fashion to describe the impact of war. Well done!
ReplyDeleteWhat a power packed day and to watch all this happen in the span of a single day!!
ReplyDeleteNothing is impossible and it happens on TV all the time!!
nice work. liked the repetition of the lines. Randy
ReplyDeleteI agree you really did capture the pathos of war, this is very strong and the repetition works very well. Love it
ReplyDeleteAll of humanity summerized. From the very beginnings until today. And one can only wonder how we survive.
ReplyDeleteI think hope plays a part. That part of faith, the genlte unfisted hands that sooths...brings moments of laughter, even some brilliant more humane discoveries?
Perfectly painted. Vivid and pointed!
ReplyDeleteWonderful piece!
ReplyDeleteAll of these are a sad loss from war. This line got me the most - The space where the schools were.
ReplyDeleteA poignant write, old egg. I like the list form you decided to use for this, it reads very well.
ReplyDeletePamela
Robin, thanks for your comment. You were so right... our themes were the same, the Wordle conjured for us alike. Perhaps it was the word "drone," which most people did not use in the weapons sense.
ReplyDeleteThis, line by line, like soldiers trudging in formation, and then the sunset.. of us? Powerful. Amy
Powerful write. Lest we forget indeed.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Everyone has already said it. This is a good one. It marches and it tells a tale and it's very sad...
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