Command and Conquer

Command and Conquer

A Poem by LouBelle

Perhaps I shouldn't stand out here 
beneath this fallen tree
I wonder if I search around 
I'll find new roots for me
could it be that if I plant 
a new seed it will grow 
and blossom into something even better than
... who knows?

Making plans and building walls 
with no thought of the day they'd fall 
reaching high to claim the crown
without a thought to take it down. 

After all our toils 
we weep and wail for what is lost
and sentence memories to time 
that time will have forgot 
we look down at the rubble
cursing at the ruined waste
take the pain away and build it once again
 - quick, haste!

Neglecting that behind our ears 
winds blow from foreign lands
where crops of gold traverse the seas 
and rest on untouched sands
and if we turn around to see 
the plains of opportunity 
detach ourselves from loss and yearn 
who knows the lessons we might learn?

Who knows the paths that we might go,
the fruits the soils beneath might grow?

Think just of what we'd leave behind
we can't place faith in what we'll find,  
for what we'll find is yet unknown; 
a lonely love not yet betrothed. 

In spite of losing what we've lost
we lose the things that we have not. 

© 2020 LouBelle


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first line fourth stanza did you mean "our ears" that is how i read it.
wow, this poem put an idea in my head....instead of building walls and keep others out, even though we are thinking we are protecting ourselves...we keep friendships from happening, allies from happening.
Whether it is in personal relationships or relationships between countries...understanding and working together is what makes things grow, blossom into what is good.
love this piece.
excuse the pun after what we just discussed, but i went swimming in this one...and held my breath.
j.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

8 Months Ago

Jacob! My computer had a nightmare and disconnected when I posted my edit - this is my draft version.. read more



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I loved the complete poem. The honest and wonderful tone of the ancient writers in these words.
"After all our toils
we weep and wail for what is lost
and sentence memories to time
that time will have forgot
we look down at the rubble
cursing at the ruined waste
take the pain away and build it once again
- quick, haste!"
The above lines. I liked. Us, who love to write. We love rubble and the memory of waste. Thank you LouBelle for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

3 Months Ago

We really do, especially the rubble that can be polished, stuck back together and loved again. Thank.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Months Ago

You are welcome dear Laura.
Your poem reminds me of something I've noticed about people in general . . . there are those who command & conquer, and those who go willy-nilly about their path thru life. I get the feeling your poem is saying that those who try to command & conquer will be disrupted & frustrated becuz life always throws something at us to knock down our tall towers when we think we've built something so special. But sometimes such a loss is exactly what's needed to further our growth path, even if it doesn't do much for the bottom line that used to drive everything in life (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

8 Months Ago

Thanks Margie, I agree with you that sometimes we need to be forced onto a different path, some fall.. read more
This feels quite empowering to my mind. It feels like a musing on our own power and how we have the choice to assert that power rather than waiting around for something to happen that will require action.

Your idea of standing beneath a fallen tree conjures many ideas for me, but foremost in my mind is the sense that perhaps we put ourselves in precarious positions and maybe wait for the inevitable crush.

But we don’t always realize what we’re doing. Sometimes it’s only in hindsight that these things become clear.

But your poem seems to be a call for awareness and presence. Examination perhaps. And ultimately using one’s inherent power to encounter the world in meaningful way. At least this is what I am taking from the words today.

I enjoy that positivity.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

8 Months Ago

Thank you so much Ellis for such a considered and thoughtful review!

It's true - eve.. read more
powerful title ... got my noodle humming right off :) and standing beneath a fallen tree .. challenged me ... tho fallen (for whatever reason) they can continue to shade our thoughts and feelings .. our plans, toils .. falling in love ... without a hint of ..just maybe it will come down :( like jacob, i think the walls can be two fold ... we can become complacent once things are "accomplished" ... we can learn, however, it truly is the journey that counts .. i love those closing two lines .. it we stand pining over what has been lost .. we also loose our potential future .. so clever LauraKate! love it!
E.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

8 Months Ago

Thank you E! It was so lovely to read your comments. Sometimes we're too afraid to maven or walk awa.. read more
Einstein Noodle

8 Months Ago

:) ..................
first line fourth stanza did you mean "our ears" that is how i read it.
wow, this poem put an idea in my head....instead of building walls and keep others out, even though we are thinking we are protecting ourselves...we keep friendships from happening, allies from happening.
Whether it is in personal relationships or relationships between countries...understanding and working together is what makes things grow, blossom into what is good.
love this piece.
excuse the pun after what we just discussed, but i went swimming in this one...and held my breath.
j.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

LouBelle

8 Months Ago

Jacob! My computer had a nightmare and disconnected when I posted my edit - this is my draft version.. read more

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Added on March 6, 2020
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Tags: poetry, life, lessons, lose, lost, betrothed, king, castle, philosophy

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