Mary Poppins’ Response to War
Super
Leatherhead on Surrey
in the rains, the mud
and mad cow, how it echoes
day and night, the churn
the burn and distant glow
high octane, ninety-three
"...as the line of cars go down real slow-ow..."
a Golden Earring, glistening.
Sleeping children worry not
bedtime stories are such fun
sadly though, not about them
careful now not to eat beef
at least not on the island
where it's liters not gallons
as you fill the tank -- super
high octane, ninety-three.
Calla
Lilies at the forest edge
in the slightest hint of sun
(yes it shines even here)
eighteen months in Kazakstan
a world in supernova
a burning white, a light
at the darkest edge
lilies at the forest edge
soon bodies in the dark.
Fragile
Curved glass, superheated
bent in the shimmering waves
air, a toxic oxygen
expanding rhetoric
the vase of a singular cause
tinted red it bleeds
a glass unshattered
teetering at the edge.
-istic
Holistic, a sum of parts
but something more
than nothing, than fire
than a black streak
across the sand
a fire, burning all
and the children
marching children
a lightweight weaponry
in the crosshairs
one shot, one child
live with that
superpower, live with that.
Expee
Expeditious forces
a technical might
to rain from the skies
an oily voice of god
black, black words
a steady downpour
into muddy streets
a superable mass
soon dead, all dead.
Allah
A supernal voice
ladened as millions
listen to prophets
a supernal voice
heard by few.
Dos
Dos, two
an id
and superego
I am me
and he is he
and we are who?
Together
beetles in dung
spinning...
spinning.
Shush
Quiet,
the silent ones
await
a supersonic
death.
Author notes
War # 3
Written December 31st, 2003
A contest entry
- And This Is War by Rock-Junkie.
300 points, ended December 16, 2005, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Here's the Soapbox...Use It by MuddyKing.
900 points, ended April 4, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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excellent writing with this one JTH...the title itself if ironic and how you drew the "supercalifragilistic...etc." from the Mary Poppins story and played it into this poem is really creative. very much enjoyed the read of this poem and good luck to you in the contest!
Jo -
You did a great job on this. The expression you showed and the words you chose were magnificant. Again great job and good luck in my contest! Buh-Byeseez
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Bravo
Contest Comment
This poem is terrific and the ingenuity show that the writer is indeed most talented in the arts of poetry and writing. There is so much I want to say but I will leave ir short and sweet... Bravo (Claps Hands) ..
Thankyou for entering the contest and I wish you the best of luck in the joint judging. Please note two people will judge and the marks corralated. Therefore my comments are not a absolute decision maker. -
I love this....If I were judging I'd probably choose yours to win, lol, even though I entered too...I love the wrods you chose and how you laid them out...very nice
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Fantastic
This is amazing. Very unique idea to begin with, and the contrast between the darkness of death and "Mary Poppins" is just awesome; it worked very, very well. Incredible, really enjoyed this. -
From the heart
Liked and enjoyed it until the very end.I can actualy see a mother, with a dead son in some distant war, reading this poem of yours, and agreeing not by gesture, not by words, but by tears...
GOOD LUCK
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I had to read this a couple of times to try and digest it all--I firmly hold that all war does is bring many to an early death. It is not solving any problems, helping to proport peace or restoring lives and possessions lost. You used a highly unlikely character (Mary Poppins) to explain your stance, and her famous word, broken into pieces, which is very unique. This is a worthy entry. Thank you for your submission, and all the best to you in the contest.
Many blessings,
Raven Aurora
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