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FROM DARKEST VOID

Children torpedoed into adulthood 

Men leaving wives and children to glean bread

They have to harvest and bake for themselves

The tale of a terror we know as war

This fight for borders this grab for more earth

Even when it cakes another man's boot

It is called hell wrapped in garments of greed

A covetousness risen from darkest void

Recline rescind retreat you worthless force

Back to the realm of never nevermore

© gillena cox 2022

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To write a decuain 

or

a five line stanza poem

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 338

As February bids us goodbye, it leaves a world saddened by the atrocious action of war by Putin towards the Ukraine. 

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 

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 Haibun Monday 2/28/22: Cold Mountain 

There is a mountain within a range of mountains here in sunny Trinidad and Tobago. the breezes can get quite chilly but no snow forms. The mountain named for Saint Benedict where the monks live. This one draws many a worshipper  to quiet meditation. To purchase honey and relics. To offer confessions and acts of penitence. To eat of the divine in holy masses. Even in chilly breezes love warms this mountain.

is there a mountain

that will offer sunflowers

or prayers for Kyiv

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BRAVE MEN'S BONES
Insatiable Mistress War
She basks in the interlude of strife
She paints her rouge of dead men's blood
And fancies her nails from his bones

Stalking the shadows of discord
Wrenching in anorexic pangs of hate
Seducing with her hips of disagreement
Watch how we bow now to brave men’s souls

And peace genuflects
BRAVE MEN'S BONES © gillena cox 2016


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