In Flanders Fields
the poppies
thick and red
represent the blood
If you understood
(I never cared to, or did
and thought it gruesome)
war
for an economy
milk and honey
milk and honey;
war;
an engine, churning for (and up)
a nation (and spewing it back out,
again, again.)
For there is nothing.
a field, and fighting
and a lark
(a bird is a bird
But we all may be, too)
For when a boy is a man
Is a man
Is a recruit
And the poppies
(incantation, incantation
poppies, red
blood thirsty nation)
lying dormant in their poses
thick and red,
war
for an economy
milk and honey
I am thirsty
In Flanders Fields.
Author notes
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1997754
Lol, I editied this to death when I wrote it, and am still quite pleased. Most of my changes had to do with punctuation.
A contest entry
- Re-write Your First by Puking Faerie Dust.
800 points, ended November 3, 2008, 17 entries
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A deep statement. I love the form, and I took true interest in the meaning and thought that have been inspired here.
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