What armor then is needed
if protected by respect?
A filter for oppression,
a gorget for the neck.
Imagine if in person,
hands guided like the words;
A child might be lifted,
elderly led across the curbs.
Influential constant presence
gives security to the hopeful.
Solar radiance for the shaded
keeps negativity in a chokehold.
So then strength has a new measure,
not by exertion of physical strains,
but by scripts that scratch the surface,
to mend the wounds and heal the pains.
A contest entry
- Tribute to Ron Wiseman, known here as Lyndon. by ecrivain01.
2000 points, ended May 1, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Well, it certainly ...
is a laudable sentiment you've expressed. The first stanza doesn't really seem to make sense to me, but the rest is not bad. It seems that the last line of the first stanza is only there for the rhyme, and I have no idea what an ornament for the neck might have to do with anything, unless it were a St Christopher's medal or something similar. In any case, that is not even hinted at in the poem.
In any case, thanks for entering. I imagine Ron will appreciate reading the poem.
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if only rhyming poetry was always as good and unforced as this...! great stuff, good luck in the contest!
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Oh my.. I really really liked this..
The image that you created was beautiful..
I am amazed.. great write..
Peace to you, jetleena
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Great job.
The beginning is very well written.
my favorite part.
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