Silent sands...

Silent sands...

A Poem by DaveM

Dreaming of a world bereft of war


Silent sands...


If by secret guile or strength of will

by source of wisdom hidden away

in tombs of men from some bygone day


If thus I could with swish of magic wand

dispel illusions of power and source

return again to simple lands

on its silent sands wile away the day

to hold once more within my heart a childish dream my emotions ever in its sway.


But wake I must to present things

the rumble of distant war drums in steady beat

To children composed of flesh and bone

whose future now lies crushed in cordite caverns made by men

Whose families, one second to the next, no more

to beckon with open arms to offer warmth and  words secure


Be happy and make light of each day, they say.

Pause to gaze upon some flower nodding in the breeze.

And when within the sky appears a brilliant curve

of colors wedded band on band sigh with temperate heart to show your own watching soul your appreciation at its sight.


That this soft advice I could adopt and float away from doubt and hate

Block thus my mind from morbid thoughts that usher from humming television screens

Unloading upon my reluctant brain a million bites of dreary uninvited words and scenes.

Return could I to worlds in peace, to a simple experience a kinder fate.


© David Moses 2011,

© 2012 DaveM

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I am a senior. This is my impression of a dream for a better world bereft of violence.


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Added on January 5, 2012
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Chula Vista, CA

Hi, I'm a senior. I have been writing poems since I was 18 years old. I am now retired. more..

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