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Abduction (Reposted For Richard Taylor)
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Abduction (Reposted For Richard Taylor) |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(Richard, your poem so deeply touched my heart as I too believe that "war is unhealthy for children and other living things".  Here's a re-post from last February pre-Iraq war, which I wrote in frustration of the Administration declaring war, and turning many boys into men, an "abduction" to me! It is also available on Poets Against The War! )http://poetsagainstthewar.org/  (Hanky-Alert!) Abduction By: Noah Eaton 2/8/03 Momma slowly hangs up the phone, quivering Mushroom clouds of sulfur fill her mind The wind is knocking on my window Black storks descending to take their babies tonight... Black storks descending tonight... Listen, the screen door slams, Hey Son, have I got news for you! Her veins from her hand trembling, gone red to blue Those same hands she used to nurture and feed her kids These same hands will be empty now, how will she take this? Call yourself Abduction Call yourself Blasphemy Call yourself AUTODAFE Who will account for the frost heaving? While you're in your neck of the wood pretending you're breathing? Meanwhile, I'll just keep standing my ground Watching the mothers tidy pre-made beds Stirring ladles in chicken soup for the usurped soul Victims of this invisible abduction Victims of this shame... Biscuits and gravy are lying on the kitchen table The last meal she will see her son eat before he goes She swears that psalm on her china plate will remain her leitmotif But the sunlight it reflects lacks the birefringence she thought she'd keep How does it feel to have incalary days? How does it feel if you can really feel these birth pangs? So why need all of this circumscription? If you want this damn thing so bad, why don't you come and get it? Call yourself Abduction Call yourself Blasphemy Call yourself AUTODAFE Who will account for the frost heaving? While you're in your neck of the wood pretending you're breathing? Meanwhile, I'll just keep standing my ground Watching the mothers tidy pre-made beds Stirring ladles in chicken soup for the usurped soul Victims of this invisible abduction Victims of this shame... The instance I read the autoinoculation in the news today Was the second I came down with the sickness The instance I saw the thieves running through my neighborhood I found myself already behind the portcullis... But I dare not say what I think you're going to say Gerrymandling on your abridged interpretations of the agenda Ghostwriting with scholars you've never shaken hands with Playing chess with a ghost that only wants an armistice Here's Allegro to resemble the shackles of innocence Here's Adagio to assert the red vultures of pestilence Here's Andante to reveal behind the cloaks the real idiots Here's Presto to place blame on the ransoms you permit... Call yourself Abduction Call yourself The Tragedian Call yourself Gethsemane Who will account for the frost heaving? While you're in your neck of the wood pretending you're breathing? Meanwhile, I'll just keep standing my ground Watching the mothers tidy pre-made beds Stirring ladles in chicken soup for the usurped soul Victims of this invisible abduction Victims of this wicked game... "Ring around the rosie, pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, who'll fall next?" "You'll find something that's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20 |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
*eyes wide open* wow,wow, powerfully, painful, incredible |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Heartmoving....so full of emotion. thank you for sharing Noah. May God bless you and lighten your path always. (((hugs))) Charisma |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
It is am immense poem I was a volunteer for a Nuclear Flying Disaster Column back in the 60's and a volunteer to be first out (I didn't want to wait to die some 8 hours later) Yes I have seen the full potential stuff, and the decisions that may need to be made afterwards You in writing this Have also done so Dave |
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Steve Motuel Member
since 2003-12-19
Posts 72Bergen auf Ruegen, Germany |
Wow... this is really a thought provoking poem Well written Steve |
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