Lily-pond wishes ~

Part I

You won,

 yet kept pounding 

   til defeat was futile

war games without battles won

   hanging crucifixes til they cursed

crushing white matter to gray dust

   watered down in holy water's baptism

visions of peace shattered

              principles of the pie bloodied

 pieces don't add up nor divides

  chanted prior to the apocalypse being stoked,

     sang Kumbaya in F sharp,    Jesus took a recess

Part II

Across dreams of lily-pond wishes,

   where fireflies' light prances

there is no hunger, devastation, 

           disease or babies crying....

children are laughing & singing,

 swaying on swings of immortality

poppies stand guard on old gravesides,

     reminders of the futility of war 

Author's Note

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

Poppies stand on guard...like generals who dole out the rules from the safe confines of their offices...the irony in that statement is overwhelming, and the most fitting end there could be...you just have a way of looking at things like no one else Mrs.R...this is a different kind of commentary for you, but who would ever notice the difference? You take every subject and make it your own...I think the irony of that ending is made all the more potent by the opener: you won...and from there you take us on the journey of how to win a war, and it isn't pretty...

You know, I never thought of this until just now, but it's almost like you were channelling War Pigs by Black Sabbath...the images you evoke are not unlike the images in that song...in fact, they're downright uncanny in some spots...when you're channelling Sabbath you know you've written something dark and unsavoury...you've done it again love...I am truly affected by this work...xo

[Frieda P]

I've been told that before Steve, but not in a good way....I'm thrilled this one touched you my sweet friend, and thanks for the formatting hints, I think it worked perfectly this way. :) xo

[kublakhan27]

Always a pleasure Frieda, I'm glad I could help in some way, and I'm grateful and touched that you liked my suggestions, not that they were needed for this to be such a gem ;) xo

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is the best poem i have read from you...and there have been so many excellent pieces...
but this takes the cake...the futility of war and across that lily pond a place where there is just peace and love...that place we longed for in the sixties but never found...i found it in your words...

[Frieda P]

Holy jacob, you've humbled me with your kind words, means a lot coming from you, thanks so much my friend.

[willweb]

I really love this one Frieda P. You show us the horrors of war and then lead us to where the air is sweeter and the way it should be. This was great and I may spend my day making lily pond wishes. You have a way of writing that is quite unique and very beautiful. I loved this one today.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Will, something that's always troubling on my mind, glad you enjoyed.

[Matching Socks]

I may have to dig deeper into your catalogue of poetry to be sure but this may be the best thing I've read from you.

[Frieda P]

Wow, thanks muchly Ance....