Open Poetry #38 |
The Mortar's Whump |
Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
The Mortar's Whump After an anthem that praises the rocket's red glare and bombs bursting . . . firemen here play with fire to an eager crowd, anticipating. When the night is full enough to hide the battery's details, it begins. Tons of phosphorus whites rise cobalt blues burst blood reds glow and fire yellows cascade. It goes on and on. It is quite a show. Curious, how we have prettified the tools of war and gore into a noisy carnival party to take the children to. But I recall the drop of metal shells into metal tubes and I hear something else. Mortar after mortar, the huge finale is deafening! An all out attack! The cheers go up! The horns are sounded! Bravo! Bravo! The smoke drifts off with the spectators, but at midnight, as though the battle was on again, a tactic to disturb the enemy's sleep, the miswired and the misfired are set off, sent aloft. Surprise! No one is left to cheer. Could we have another anthem, please, one that praises something else? There is so much more. There is so much more . . . |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kraw~ How exacting your thoughts ... the title sound came to life from the 'whump'~ It is good to see you here~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I guess you had to be there to really feel and know its affects... A good write So nice to see you again M |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
sighing Yes, there is so much more that we could praise, to sing about and be proud of: majestic mountains, awesome far-reaching rivers, canyons so grand they take your breath away, prairies and deserts in bloom, ocean sunsets, the wildlife, even sing of the buffalo that once freely roamed... and especially the heart and soul of the people, the resiliency of all who make up these United States of America. Just about anything but bombs bursting. The noise and smell of the fireworks always nauseate me, literally, makes me cringe, puts me into an emotional nosedive,brings up mostly pictures of pain and suffering, the carnage of war. Thank you, for this honest write. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
" No one is left to cheer. Could we have another anthem, please, one that praises something else? There is so much more. There is so much more . . ." Indeed Kraw...indeed. Well said sir. For it was not into my ear you whispered But into my heart.. It was not my lips you kissed But my soul. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"No one is left to cheer. Could we have another anthem, please, one that praises something else? There is so much more. There is so much more . . ." Wow. This one really grabbed me...hard! Thank you. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what a scene wow |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Kraw,Thank you for this. So often over the years I have felt the same. What an odd way we honor our country. Why? I could never have put it into words. So once again. Thank you. martyjo |
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