the wind that blew
across the fields of barley
ripened in the sun
whispered words of secrets heard
to listening ears of mischief done
yet now the harvest gathered in
leaves no sign of what took place
though left to hang upon a gate
a fragment caught of torn
white lace
so where is she the girl he kissed
before he struck that fatal blow
no witnesses to tell the tale
she a loner isn’t missed
she’s buried in the earth below
there she lies in long dug ground
defiled and tragic, undeserved
her resting place away from all
the living hearts that daily beat
she’s never likely to be found
Some Crime seems to have happened and time has since then passed but still there is no evidence left of what had happened except a torn piece of white lace that gangs on a gate. It is possibly hinting the ill fate of a girl who was in love. She is nomore and burried and her perpetrators seems to have gone unnoticed. Not a single witness of this tragedy and as days passed she is forgotten and her truth may never come to light. An entire episode from her love life to death captured poetically. I havent read poems like this, perhaps may be once or twice,dont remember any though!!. Liked your style of writing and the tragedy it builds up in small and crisp way, very impactful dear Chris ,thanks for a dramatic share,enjoyed!
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1 Week Ago
Thank you so much Aarti. I love the review you have left here for me. Your thoughts are very much ap.. read moreThank you so much Aarti. I love the review you have left here for me. Your thoughts are very much appreciated. All good wishes.
To be taken so tragically and no one to know where or what happened to her. This is a dark and powerful piece.
Take care - Dave
Posted 2 Weeks Ago
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Thank you Dave for stopping by. Hope all is well with you and your loved ones. All the best.
.. read moreThank you Dave for stopping by. Hope all is well with you and your loved ones. All the best.
Shades of Kipling's 'The Way Through The Woods' with this nicely turned Piece - mysterious, a bit 'dark', but really well crafted - England still has so many untold stories to tell, even now. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thank you Tony. Yes. it is a dark subject but was influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in .. read moreThank you Tony. Yes. it is a dark subject but was influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 70’s. Injustice was on my mind. I so much appreciate your thoughts. Have a good Wednesday.
The plot and the mood of your poem reminded me of ballads like "The Highwayman," or "Lord Randall." Very visceral, very human stories - just like this one here.
Ps.
I want to believe that there is divine justice - even if we cannot see it at work.
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Thank you Laz for stopping by to share your thoughts. I too would like to believe there is divine ju.. read moreThank you Laz for stopping by to share your thoughts. I too would like to believe there is divine justice. I appreciate your comments. All the best.
Chris,
Have you read the novel "Lovely Bones," it is a similar tale of tragedy, beautifully told as well...
Vol
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1 Month Ago
Hello Vol, you are the second caller to mention Lovely Bones. I am not familiar with the story. Than.. read moreHello Vol, you are the second caller to mention Lovely Bones. I am not familiar with the story. Thanks for the heads up, it sounds interesting. Many thanks for your visit. I value your comments.
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Someday in the next year or so, I would love to visit Great Britain, tour around and meet some of my.. read moreSomeday in the next year or so, I would love to visit Great Britain, tour around and meet some of my new WC friends..,
Chris,
No... only in my dreams... it holds the blood of my people and when i get there, I won.. read moreChris,
No... only in my dreams... it holds the blood of my people and when i get there, I won't just kiss the ground, I want to WALLOW in it. I want to dance on it, I want to eat some of it. Sigh...
Vol
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I love that my country has that effect on you. It will be like a homecoming:)
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Chris,
Really and truly... I fell in love with the whole idea of England/Great Britain, whin.. read moreChris,
Really and truly... I fell in love with the whole idea of England/Great Britain, whin I was nine years old and read Howard Pyles, "The Merry Advntures of Robin Hood." No book has ever made me cry like that one did... and I've wanted to live in the forest ever since.
Vol
What a tragic tale you tell in this poem! A girl assaulted in a field and no one misses her....no one knows what happened. Surely the perpetrator will do it all again. Not sure if this is based on a true story, but it sure is powerful. Lydi**
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1 Month Ago
Hello Lydi*, this poem was much influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 70’s. People.. read moreHello Lydi*, this poem was much influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 70’s. People disappeared. The theme of this poem is injustice. She lost her life, he got away with it. Yes it is dark, the period in time was. Thank you so much, pleased you stopped by.
A very unique poem, with a very dark poem especially from the second stanza.
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Yes, it is a dark poem. Influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 1970’s. I wanted to .. read moreYes, it is a dark poem. Influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 1970’s. I wanted to convey the injustice of what took place. Thank you so much for stopping by.
Dark very dark as dark as the grave. A murder and violation hidden that which is forbidden. There is no justice in this world except natures justice of death. This happens to all equally rich, poor evil good. I love this poem and it speaks to me in more than just its story, but in metaphor as well, we murder many things each day, though not literally metaphorically and they are buried not to be found
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Thank you Soren. Yes this is a very dark poem and influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in .. read moreThank you Soren. Yes this is a very dark poem and influenced by the troubles in Northern Ireland in the 1970’s. I was very much hoping to focus on the injustice of Northern killings. The murder of civilians and soldiers and the perpetrators never being brought to justice. I appreciate very much your thoughtful and encouraging review.
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..