jerusalem

jerusalem

A Poem by winter;lyra

terror class
fighter jet
drums over dunes
loom closer at night
with its teeth
over mines
over my sister who rests deep
poor creature
dismissal is ambivalent
as with minimals
of equivocal spectacles
those with a flash
and a bang
that take roofs and then lives
under lies of pretentious rescue
is it you, and your misuse

or is it a deeper fright?

© 2019 winter;lyra


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this is really sad...the unfortunate loss of innocent lives because of wars...terror attacks etc.
violence wreaks havoc often on those who have no real hand in promoting it.
love the "equivocal spectacles"
in fifth line it should be "its"...
but a really deep and moving write, showing that even those attempting to do good, will often cause more tragedy...
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

winter;lyra

5 Years Ago

That "it's" haunts me, I've noticed it like a hundred times and always forget to change it
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this is really sad...the unfortunate loss of innocent lives because of wars...terror attacks etc.
violence wreaks havoc often on those who have no real hand in promoting it.
love the "equivocal spectacles"
in fifth line it should be "its"...
but a really deep and moving write, showing that even those attempting to do good, will often cause more tragedy...
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

winter;lyra

5 Years Ago

That "it's" haunts me, I've noticed it like a hundred times and always forget to change it
read more

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Added on February 24, 2019
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