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The Night of a Difficult World
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The Night of a Difficult World |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
Where does it stop - a dark woman, head bent, listening for something – a woman’s voice, a man’s voice or a voice of violence night after night? Sounds of metal screaming down streets littered with human waste - foreigners camped alongside open faced wide-eyed bricks blown from buildings. The grr of planes overhead and the whine of ammunitions let loose into the throat of declarations prematurely slipping from unsafe wombs. Slipping into the throat, communion at the edge of fields, this light finer than my mother’s handkerchief hemmed and initialed so many years ago. One might say: “I can lie for hours reading but sleep comes hard.” One writes: “shrills pour through the cracks in these walls, the road is often impassable.” The poet crying grows with his poems hoping they have redemption stored in their lines, enough to get him home free. In the mirror his face is grey. "I am not now that which I have been." |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
A very intense read and the question is, will your question ever be answered? I share your disgust, and I wish I could say I enjoyed this poem, but it was a further reminder of things in this world that are so far out of hand, that I too wonder if in my lifetime, will your question ever be answered. Great write. ~*~ I write ~ Therefore I am ~*~ |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
Mysteria: it's becoming obvious that I can not be trusted to read today's headlines. lol "I am not now that which I have been." |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
excellent Julian. . . a great look into how we're all affected by that which goes on around us. . . great job. . .  -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
...and I wonder if those of us whose homes have never been touched by the horrors of a very real war ( as opposed to the never ending "war on drugs" or "war on crime" etc) can ever feel the outrage necessary to make a difference. There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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thepoeticplumber Member
since 2001-05-15
Posts 185 |
I found this poem very disturbing. That means to me that you really got your point accross. Will the human race ever be on the right track. All we can do is pray, then pray some more, and hope. Very strong poem. Roger |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
This is all painfully true! Great write on a very difficult subject. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
Thank you all for allowing my outburst of impatience with a world so at war. "I am not now that which I have been." |
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