BOMBS

Sweet scent of summer 

Green grass and picnic baskets 

Honey dripping fresh from the comb 

Polka dot dresses and smiles all around 

Ice cream trucks playing funny tunes 

Children hide and seek each other 

Basking in the summer sun 

And when the dream is over 

Corpses all around  

Reviews

[Heromen Selena]

Woah, quite a harsh turn at the end! I think that's my favorite part of this poem. You paint a really nice and happy scene in the beginning and lead with that view for the majority of the poem. The way you wrote it you immersed the reader completely in that beautiful daydream, just to rip them out of it at the end with dead bodies. If you look at it differently, you kind of wrote this poem the way a bombing occurs. A day would start out normally like always, but then tragedy strikes and thousands of people die. I like the sensory details you use as well. Smell; scent of summer, sight; green grass and honey dripping, touch; basking in the summer sun, hearing; ice cream trucks playing funny tunes. You cover almost all 5 with such detail its incredible. Very nice job. I don't have anything bad to say about it. Definitely one of my favorites :)

[EMMIE]

Thanks for taking the time =)

[Renée]

Sickening what we humans do to each other..

[EMMIE]

It sure is! Thank you!

[Renée]

EMMIE.. your always an interesting read ( :

[Fabio_Cassilias]

deep specially with all these wars and innocent people dying on every corner of this earth

[EMMIE]

True! Thanks for reading

[Troy Henson]

Nicley done. Very relatable piece. Love the imagery.

[TheSweet]

I'm pretty sure people could attribute this to all kinds of different realistic disasters. Though as a metaphor, I'll admit slightly bitter because I'm not as fond of the summer, overall. Whichever it is, it's a decent little poem. Thanks for sharing :)

[Chris]

"Ring a Ring o' Roses..." - you've created the new nursery rhyme... sigh.

[EMMIE]

Ha ha thank you!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is how I feel when I think about the snowflakes that will fall soon.
Wish the summer could last forever. Love the sights and sounds.
Your imagery is superb.

[EMMIE]

Thank youuuuu

[Radad Ibn Nasir]

This makes me think retrospectively an older setting with modern appeal. Surely Bombs are decimating the desert lands and not our precious ice cream truck paved streets. A simple write but i can clearly hear the haunting sound of the music burbling its last melting tune.

[EMMIE]

than you =)

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad ending to a poem that stated hopeful. Would be hell to live with war and bombs near. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[kublakhan27]

Emmie! So nice to see you again...this review will be quick since I don't know how long you'll be here for...this is a morosely witty piece, and perfect for this time of year...summer's almost done, and hide and seek will soon devolve into a matter of digging the corpses out of the snow...mind you, winter is my favourite season, but I'm Canadian...or maybe it's just the desolation speaks to me...I relate to desolation...nicely done my friend :)

[EMMIE]

Winter is my fave season too! Thanks so much for taking the time!

[kublakhan27]

Cool to know ;) Always a pleasure Emmie :)