Dear friend, it was difficult for me to review this poem. I have at time nightmares on the same subject. One clear memory : Many military camps in my home town at the end of the War, I'm 4 or early 5, I was with my brothers and sisters, the camp was American (Remember I'm just a little french girl) we made our way through wires, into the camp, next we inter into a army bus, I remember the big white star painted on the hood of the bus. We hear people talking near the open door (they are speaking English, one soldier is black, new to me)Maybe looking for us, the whole scene squared me so much, we are in the back hiding with a finger on our mouth. Luckily they left. My poem is Recurrent Nightmares. Your poem is A great write. God Bless........Annie
Dear friend, it was difficult for me to review this poem. I have at time nightmares on the same subject. One clear memory : Many military camps in my home town at the end of the War, I'm 4 or early 5, I was with my brothers and sisters, the camp was American (Remember I'm just a little french girl) we made our way through wires, into the camp, next we inter into a army bus, I remember the big white star painted on the hood of the bus. We hear people talking near the open door (they are speaking English, one soldier is black, new to me)Maybe looking for us, the whole scene squared me so much, we are in the back hiding with a finger on our mouth. Luckily they left. My poem is Recurrent Nightmares. Your poem is A great write. God Bless........Annie
I second your plea for a return to peace and harmony in the world or has that ever existed, don't think so but I long for the day. A very moving and current work for our times.
I assume you are talking about Children that are in the war? Can you imagine what life must be like for them, living in literal fear every single day of their lives? I can't. Never knowing when their lives or that of their parents or other family members may end. My heart goes out to them. Every single one of them have got to have PTSS.
I love how you used repetition in this piece and thought it was really effective in driving your point home.
Child of war
Cry no more
Your fighting's ceased
SO REST IN PEACE
Leaves one with a sense of sadness, but this is reality...
This stanza is recurring through your poem. Is this a
theoretical death of a child that has occurred in a war zone,
in your neighborhood, or is this an actual, real life friend,
relative or neighbor ?
There is someting I am missing here. What is missing may very
well be in my mind, or lack of it. I just have to read this again
by light of day. That in itself tells me that you have created
a very creditable piece of poetry.
Your poem may be about conditions that I am just not aware of.
The last few child killings that made national headlines, were the
result of dysfunctional family. I don`t know.
I am a single parent of six daughters. I write as a
release of emotions I'm feeling. At times I write to entertain my girls or just because I have something to say. My goal is to publish a book of
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