Disenchanted

Disenchanted

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(reflecting on a once revered place and memory)

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shadows fall upon meadow grass
where once from atop a hill
sol burned on rolled bales of hay
.
august baked in noon blaze heat
replete with happiness was i, from
top knot hair to bare soles of feet
.
golden moments to remember
when black crows in random rows
became musical notes of song
.
how this valley sang of summer
from gentle slopes sweeping down
to where death's stain now lingers
.
fingers will forever point to where
a blade in winter flashed cold steel
plunged in anger into tender flesh
.
perpetrators all three doomed
young lives brewing in ruin and one
adolescent mourned in disbelief
.
      grief pervades our valley

© 2021 Chris Shaw


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It is so sad when young people choose to perpetrate violence. Not only sad for the victims, but sad for them because of what that means for the rest of their days. There was an awful story in Ireland a few years ago of a young girl who was targeted by two boys in her class and they murdered her like it was some kind of game in a local park. You have to wonder if these young people understand what they are doing half the time. But as you relay in your lyrical poetry, it is not only the people involved in the act, but the entire community that suffers. Fear pervades and the places we once loved to visit become something completely different. Where I live, almost every park has these stains of violence left behind. You feel haunted when you step out into it, but you also learn to separate yourself from the darkness to some degree, and try to find a light within it. It is never easy--and your poem expresses the far-reaching consequences of this reality so well. Your poetry always touches me, Chris.

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Chris Shaw

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Thank you Eilis for your thoughtful review and share. It seems that there is violence everywhere the.. read more



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It is so sad when young people choose to perpetrate violence. Not only sad for the victims, but sad for them because of what that means for the rest of their days. There was an awful story in Ireland a few years ago of a young girl who was targeted by two boys in her class and they murdered her like it was some kind of game in a local park. You have to wonder if these young people understand what they are doing half the time. But as you relay in your lyrical poetry, it is not only the people involved in the act, but the entire community that suffers. Fear pervades and the places we once loved to visit become something completely different. Where I live, almost every park has these stains of violence left behind. You feel haunted when you step out into it, but you also learn to separate yourself from the darkness to some degree, and try to find a light within it. It is never easy--and your poem expresses the far-reaching consequences of this reality so well. Your poetry always touches me, Chris.

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Chris Shaw

17 Hours Ago

Thank you Eilis for your thoughtful review and share. It seems that there is violence everywhere the.. read more
I grew up in inner city Chicago. I was bad back then... a complete war zone now. I lost friends and classmates to gang violence. Nothing is the same after. Your poem speaks to me of that change.

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Chris Shaw

5 Days Ago

Thank you Susan. Sorry to hear you experienced that violence. Really appreciate you stopping by.
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There is a lot of emotion through out our write, well expresssed.

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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Kerra for stopping by. All good wishes.

Chris
When I lived in town, there was a popular nearby city park where a couple different murders happened while I was living there. The blood stains on the sidewalk lasted for years & I never failed to imagine the young lives that ended there, years after those shootings, walking my dogs there. It is very haunting for those of us who are empaths to see our natural favorite places drenched in someone's blood (((HUGS)))

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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

I haven't been able to go back Margie. I'm not the only one either. Such a pity. Thanks for checking.. read more
Very well written and filled with emotion. ~Sharon

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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you dear Sharon. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris
Oh my, Chris, reads like a crime story! When a place that used to bring peace suddenly is besmirched with a crime, it is the crime that people remember. How sad a young person was taken...and how sad for the entire community! Dark poetry, beautifully written. Lydi**

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Chris Shaw

1 Week Ago

Yes Lydi**, a stain on a special place. Can't bring myself to go back and visit yet. Can't help feel.. read more
such are the days ... thoughtful presence chris

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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks ABG, sadly a sign of the times. Pleased you stopped by. All the best.

Chris
world is not how it was back then,crime spewing everywhere,last days i guess

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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

So right Ron, life is pretty cheap these days and youngsters killing youngsters is tragic. Thanks fo.. read more
 wordman

2 Weeks Ago

you`re welcome
Hi Chris,
I am so sorry that I do not read more of your works. This is a gem. It is somber but that is a good thing. I love the 3 line stanza that begins, "august baked in noon blaze heat." The entire poem is great. I'm not just saying that. This is really good stuff. On the subject of governments; I wish I lived in Sweden. They have not had a formal war in over 400 years. No one wears masks. They understand that the virus is going to do what thee virus is going to do. The people there have some freedom. They spend money on books not bombs. Have a wonderful day. Earl


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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Earl, so pleased to have a visit from you. Yes this poem is sombre, such a sad event so close to ho.. read more
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Gee
Much knife crime now, had two young lads stabbed to death not far from us in the recent past, one of them cradled into death by the son of one of my carpenters.
Gone are the days when you could settle your difference with the Queensbury rules and be buddies after it.


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Chris Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

We surely live in violent times Gee. Makes me pine for the old days. We had less materially, but mor.. read more

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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