Cello notes
in the streets of Sarajevo
froze to our thoughts
burst into flaming roses
the music
Crazy Vedran played
for twenty two
consecutive days
one for each loaf
of bread never bought
echoes in every war-torn
city.
Author notes
A contest entry
- Poems of a City by NurseChilly.
1800 points, ended April 11, 2008, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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crap, this cuts deep. speaks of a hunger not known by most people. heartbreaking and pure.
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Breathtaking... the sounds in this hit home and make for a stunning piece of work, the flaming roses of blood on the streets... the sound of gun fire.. the stark reality of war..
this is torn and beautiful
many many thanks for entering this
Gilly.x
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thank you.
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