It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week Linda has said “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “comp.” Find a word that starts with or contains “comp” and use it in your post. Enjoy!”
Comfort us in our hour of need Open your eyes and ears, take heed Mindfulness is needed in the world Pain and grief like weapons hurled. All the woes of this vale of tears Sirens and bullets raise their fears Sweet Jesus give them hope In you we trust , help them cope. Oh! the Horsemen love our pain. Now they’re here they’ll not leave again. .
Welcome to Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka. This week Colleen said : “Create Your Own Syllabic Poetry Form & Teach Us How to Write the Form”
I thought about this and finally settled on a poem of two stanzas . Each stanza is of seven lines, each line is made up of seven syllables. The lines in the stanza do not rhyme but the lines in the first stanza do rhyme with corresponding line in the second stanza eg. First line stanza one rhymes with line one stanza two, second line stanza one rhymes with second line stanza two and so on . I have called my poem a Septex. This poem is about all the refugees all over the world past and present.
Gently falls the silent snow Covering all the traces Of the plight of the faceless Hidden, easy to forget. The refugee’s plight is plain Unseen crushed under the boot Of those who started this strife
Ceaseless they’ve no where to go. Fear written on their faces Children to their sides are pressed Some bring their beloveded pets. They look for rest, all in vein. The bombs fall and soldiers loot The remains of their once life.
What made her smile what made her day . What did she see where there was only waste and dismay. This Queen of refugees what took her mind and made her pleased.
A friend, a lover that she had thought she’d lost? A child even, wars demand such a high cost. Something in this veil of tears relieved her pain and soothed her fears .
From the depths of deep despair she found something, someone for whom she cared. A sudden joy crossed her face and a smile exploded spreading a fall out of pure grace . What did she see what was her gift from God that lightened up this wasteland where starving refugees trod.
That is something we shall never know and I thank God that she had that moments glow. Such regal beauty in her face , may she fair well in God’s good grace.
Tiny little fingers in the dust, huge eyes so sad begging for your crust. You are so hungry you need it for you but this is your child, who you can’t deny, true?
Hunger gnawing at your bones like cancer spreading fast. You worry if you’ll be strong enough to find water, as what you have just will not last.
No one is going to help you, your sons and daughters gone for soldiers.These two left will escape that fate as they will not grow much older. Your milk dried up, your belly empty. It hurts so much to walk but walk you must, you can’t stop. The baby at your breast has long since ceased crying. This sweet young child clinging to your skirt is dying.
Where is the help that was promised where is the aid that you need. You have walked days now with no hope of helping your children not even to feed. The baby needs medicine the western doctors dispense you have to flee from your home just were is the sense.
War at your left side famine at your right , politicians and corrupt leaders uncaring of your plight. Had you stayed they would of killed you or worse …OH! my poor children your birth is your curse.
Standing at the top of the hill you can see a straggling encampment a red cross flag flying still. You put down the baby his soul already flown to your husbands arms now, at least not alone. You need to rest but your aim is in reach . You lay in the dust next to your babes, close your eyes just ignore the flies.
Tiny little fingers in the dust , huge eyes so sad finally closed. Where is the help that was promised where is the aid.War on your left side famine at your right they no longer threaten you Death has arrive to erase your plight.
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