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Whether the Wind Blows

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On lovers quarreling,
cutting each other deep
with words that hurt

or on a rock that falls
from the craggy face
of a mountain somewhere
shattering the stillness

it also fans the flames
of conflict, causing
it to burn like wildfire
that ultimately
leaves everything
in its wake
destroyed

like the hope
of a mother numbed
by war, as she holds
her lifeless child

and life goes on,
managing
to find a place to grow
like a purposeful
prolific seed.

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  • luna-midnight gold member
    February 13, 2008

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    wow! another lovely write filled with such beautiful descriptions but this one penned with sorrows in life, but beauty still weaving wonders though it. wonderful and beautiful write.
    stephanie =)


  • MaMa-2-be-Cindy
    February 8, 2008

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    Amazing imagery behind this one MJ Perfect vocabulary that spoke such an interesting strem of thoughts


    Cindy


  • LadyLavender gold member
    January 30, 2008

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    Beautiful, sweet sincere...most of all magical in its journey. Truly enjoyed this.

    Good luck and thank you for entering.


  • Auburn Sunrise gold member
    January 24, 2008

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    wow...

    Honey you rocked this write!
    Yes, you have returned - and did it with a bang.
    I like the timeless images you spiced it up with.
    Thanks for the sadness and despair... lol


  • Amera gold member
    January 23, 2008

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    This is powerfully sad almost painfull. Well done with vivid imagery. Glad you're back

    Love,
    Amera♥


  • Sandygram
    January 23, 2008

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    Wonderful write Michael. I am glad to see you are writing again. Your talent would have been missded by so many of your friends. This was amazing. I love this verse...

    like the hope
    of a mother numbed
    by war, as she holds
    her lifeless child

    We all have our crosses to bear and somehow we find the stregth to go on and leave the sadness behind and work out our problems or at least we hide it away. Thanks for sharing. Nice to have you back my friend. Take care, Sandy


  • Layne
    January 23, 2008

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    nice to see you have returned, I loved this piece....

    "or on a rock that falls
    from the craggy face
    of a mountain somewhere
    shattering the stillness"

    -very powerful words...And the first stanza was so moving as well, beautiful and emotion filled piece
    -Layne


  • Margaret Denham gold member
    January 22, 2008

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    Yes, Michael, life does go on and we continue to nurture the hope that one day all will be well within our world. That's what makes us human I suppose. I like the way you express yourself and find it easy to relate to your words. Best wishes in the contest.

    Margaret


  • BellaD
    January 22, 2008
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    Great to see you back, MJ

    and with yet another beautifully penned poem to your credit. Keep writing!


  • tara wilson gold member
    January 22, 2008

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    yes, you are back...a very emotional write
    Sometimes, I wonder how life does go on, especially for a woman who holds her lifeless child after war, however sometimes, I feel that life goes on around a person as they stop to grieve...watching ..and then we do have to have to find a place, space and time 'to grow' again...this is excellent, Micheal


  • secberm
    January 22, 2008

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    Well, Mr. MJ... Nice to see you're feeling better. God bless! This a lovely piece as always. Apparently drawn from experiences. Outstanding, from beginning to end. The last stanza/line is wonderful.

    "life goes on... like a... prolific seed"

    That acorn into a mighty oak. (First of all) it isn't seasonal, as a matter of fact it weathers the seasons. (Secondly) "Prolific." I like that, my man!

    Good luck.

    DEZ


  • Dalaney gold member
    January 22, 2008

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    Life goes on and on and on...it is what we make of it, true? I love the last stanza...it is hopeful and we all need hope in our lives. Love, Lane


  • Nature Song silver member
    January 22, 2008

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    I see that you have returned and what a great new write for you...as life goes on in this big universe..so will our lives and souls...Great penning ~Sie


  • LittleMoon silver member
    January 22, 2008
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    Welcome back MJ with a good write that has a strong ending of hope. Well done

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