Thursday, March 3, 2022

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TEARS IN FUTILITY

Should i weep since tears are fluid? 

Blinding down cheeks

Lost to warmth of a careless dash

of control, yielded to frigid stares?

Oh conscience!!! who holds thee at arms distance?

Masked to hide the the burden of inhumanity and deceit?

 Fleeing, reason pausing,

Not to glimpse the smoke and terror of bombs, those good friends of armoured tanks,

But to inhale the stench of war,

To gulp the bitterness of irony and loss to comfort in sacred life,

In family circles,

Bubbling into an ether of nonexistence,

Ripe with splatter and death, 

Senseless as the drop of a petal,

 in  ripple of an ocean, 

too vast to understand that love conquers all.

© gillena cox 2022

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16 comments:

  1. I hope it will come to that love... at least for those who survives the war

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  2. Love seems to have been forgotten in this war, as it always is. You have captured the anguish we all feel.

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  3. The splattered imagery of war cannot be ignored in your poem.
    "Bubbling into an ether of nonexistence,"
    is so frightening to think of.

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  4. Your sad heartfelt poem of lament is so beautifully written. So many great images in your lines.
    Friends of armored tanks... and this one...To gulp the bitterness of irony and loss to comfort in sacred life,
    An excellent poem Gillena!

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  5. Thanks for your appreciation Dwight

    Much💜love

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  6. It is a horrible tragedy, and senseless, as you say. It has always been the way--little men needing to prove themselves. I wish they'd hear your plea.

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  7. Thanks for your appreciation Merril

    Much💜love

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  8. Your words really are effective, and affected me..I think we are all in shock, not knowing what can be done...realising that poetry is so, so important during war...

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  9. Thanks for your appreciation Ain

    Much💜love

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  10. "Bubbling into an ether of nonexistence, ripe with splatter and death,".. Yes.. sigh.. you have captured it so poignantly, Gillena.

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  11. in ripple of an ocean,
    too vast to understand
    that love conquers all.

    Sometimes our difficulties are solved by elements of love and affections showered in the course of finding the solutions.

    Hank

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  12. Thanks for your appreciation Hank

    Much💜love

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  13. Your ending verses are profound. Love is much more vast than hate! 💓

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  14. Thanks for your appreciation Tricia

    Much💜love

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  15. Beautiful poem, Gillena. So many thought-provoking lines. I love this one, it felt so Shakespearean:


    "Oh conscience!!! who holds thee at arms distance?"

    But I love the whole thing. Yes, you are a poet, truly <3

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  16. Thanks for your appreciation Sunra

    Much💜love

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