After the Vengeance

After the Vengeance

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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Vengeance sought, found, and beyond.

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Dragon slain,
Vile creature,
Pillaging our home.

Family lying dead
Torn to bloody shreds
In the rubble of destruction.

Senseless slaughter,
Unreasoning winged monster,
Murdering and razing.


Hunted down to its bower,
Slain without mercy.
Vengeance, sought and found.

Exhaustion, grief, pain,
Now mine,
Tell me I have lived this horror.

But going on?
Inconceivable,
Grief unreliquished.

Sinking to my knees,
Praying to that God,
Begging final peace.

No answer given.
Only the quiet sound,
Of one spared.

Calling for help,
Beneath debris,
Safely sheltered.

Tis my own,
My child,
My reason.

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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This is fantasy based. Although I have had a few people relate it to the happenings in Japan. I wrote this long before those events, but somehow, it seems all too representative of it. I edited it according to a critical review which I much appreciated, to eliminate some repetition. Thank you for your reviews.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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oh yes I see the shades of Japan - but more - I like the use of Dragon, it leaves it quite open for us to wonder through the possible events which could lead to it - dragon being metaphorical for whatever suits the reader ultimately - a touch of individuality as we read - is it war, natural disasters, I think for me I sway towards the former - the sense of deliberation involved and purpose - of course it could just be a dragon on a rampage too lol the beauty of poetry! nice!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Sometimes our own family members cause this type of destruction. Yes this can be viewed on many levels, fantasy or just plain human nature. Well done Judy and I still have cookies.

Posted 12 Years Ago


What a powerful poem: you've written with great imagination yet there's a specific sting in the tail - considering the the recent horrors in Japan. Your writing seems to create natural metaphors in various of the stanzas which gives the fantasy aspect .. however, your intent seems to make for sharp reality too - a clever combination.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This poem can be read on so many different levels. Really nice work Judy!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Not a final peace, but peace in continuation of the turmoil of life and love. Well done, Judy.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow Judy really love this , though i am a big fan of dragons and hate to hear that they are behaving so badly in your world ....
Absolutely amazing write

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is what happens when fantasy and life collide.. A deep and most excellent write Judy.. I think many can relate it to different circumstances in their lives..x

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow.. what a wonderful story poem. I love the flow.. the anguish felt and the uplifting hope as the child is discovered. This is definitely going in my favorites!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is fantasy based. Although I have had a few people relate it to the happenings in Japan. I wrote this long before those events, but somehow, it seems all too representative of it. I edited it according to a critical review which I much appreciated, to eliminate some repetition. Thank you for your reviews.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fantasy with a hidden message, a poem that makes the mind think.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on March 7, 2011
Last Updated on March 19, 2011
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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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