Verdun, 1917 Felix Vollotton
Under the beauty of the blue heavens
Hillsides stripped, burned
Animals looked to the same sky
Cursed and cried
Acrid smoke, dried out earth
This relentless plunder
Sherry's standing people fall
Small and tall
So the floods came with force
Hurricanes and winter storms
We could only scramble high
And still we wonder why?
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For me, the war against nature is of the greatest concern today.
For the Magpietales
For the Magpietales
'War against nature'?
ReplyDeleteMaybe, but it is certainly rape. Both are crimes against the unwilling innocent.
That is what your poem said to me, Ninot.
Crimes against the unwilling innocent. Yes, that about sums it up, Stafford. If we burn, plunder and kill the people of a country, isn't that war?
DeleteExcellent, powerful words.
ReplyDeleteThank you Anthony. Climate change is on my mind...
DeleteHi Loredana. Thank you for your lovely comment. I feel a sense of hope to see all our collective thoughts from all over the world. I hope Pleasantville has recovered from Sandy. And that you are safe and sound.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the pace, the message in your poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen. I am glad you liked it. I just saw your remarks left for Brian. There has been much sadness for our fellow bloggers this year. Take care Helen...
DeleteWhy, indeed?
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Why war, Sue? So much a part of humanity...
DeleteIt is like a war of nature isn't it Ninot?....This is a powerful and beautiful write....we are kindred spirits dear Ninot! :-)
ReplyDeleteExcellent words - war has many guises...
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]