Night is falling again,
the tapestry of tragedy settling over a weeping globe.
Stars nor moon grace your forgotten path
and even the breeze refuses to move
in the forbidding gloom.
You’ve stolen my heat it seems.
Fire flew from tear-filled eyes
as the questions you left unspoken vibrated around my very being
and cut through my sanity.
It was only one look,
sent though the nations from one not so different than myself,
returning words to lips long silent
and winds of passion to a pen discarded.
And so we speak of peace.
I can sense its breath,
not as I sense a stirring wind,
but rather in the expansiveness of the unknown depths
beyond its unseen edge.
Fear not sweet child of falling
just don’t forget to
breathe...
Author notes
For the citizens of Darfur and all others suffering in our war-torn planet.
A contest entry
- # 10 - You have One Week To Make A Difference by poetryality.
1750 points, ended May 11, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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"the tapestry of tragedy settling over a weeping globe"
Excellent way to describe the atrocities that are happening world-wide at this very moment.
Ah yes...we must remind those who are suffering to breathe. It just seems that so many are breathing their last breaths. There is a yearning in this work for righteousness. Genocide in any fashion is evil, ill, unrighteous. Your poem passionately strokes the canvas with a vibrant brush. This is hauntingly beautiful! I wish you well with the challenge and thank you for participating.
Blessings ♥
Renee
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This was a wonderful write for the cause! Good work and good luck the contest, my pleasure to read, ~Tia
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I add my breath to your breath
Thanks for speaking out..I have use the saying above for each comment made..you drive it home for me..let's not stop here..
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