Malvern Hills in June

This little cabin and your long nose make me feel at home

Among the crumbling beams, white but blue.

 

On this chair lies the greycoat, forgotten like the red before him,

Rolled and wrinkled by star-speckled plows, button thieves, grave diggers.

 

Is this civility, you ask?

Desecrating thoughts fall upon the field like white snowy bombs

As ants flee Lee with fear and terriers suck reddened banners clean.

 

Hands thrust from beneath bloody green carpets,

Wrapping their tendrils round passerby-ankles,

Dragging souls down to fiery heaven, sweetly delicious.

 

Mad, mad, mad they are.

Slice their skulls and take their thoughts.

Cleanse them in the Robert Lethe!

 

Thank you, Lynchburg.

Peace, peace; debt and peace.

The babies cry for peace, I tell you.

 

Their fathers gone,

The war un-won,

Until the sleeping devils come.

 

Author's Note

Reviews would be appreciated :)

Reviews

[Gaia Octavia]

First off, I really like this piece. It's very mature and is riddled with wonderful imagery (my favorite being the long nose). Secondly, I love abstract poetry as it gives the reader much more freedom to take a poet's words and internalize them. That is the magic of poetry; how it can mean so many different things to different people.
For me, I assumed these "Malvern Hills" refer to the hills where a battle took place during the civil war. The forgotten grey coat seemed to be a hint (confederate army), as well as the red one before it (British during revolutionary war). I really loved the line about civility (another hint perhaps) and the words you chose to describe the vileness of war. The bloody green carpet of the hills is another stunning image. And the rest of the poem is just as scathing. War indeed causes babies to cry for peace, lest they be orphans. Anywho, that is how I experienced this piece. Since you were working on abstract references and style, I figured I'd tell you my take. But I did have to pay attention and sit with it a bit before settling on the theme/meaning I took from it: the inevitable uselessness of war even after all the pain and damage it causes.

Well done!

[Ethan]

Thank you very much

[T.S. Sky]

Wow you are very gifted. I feel the energy of what you saying. Very cool.

[Nipplegrinder]

This is great poetry. A ride through a very dark time in history. Wonderfully conceived, and fascinating in execution. This is reminiscent of American Classic stuff. Bravo!

[Silmara McGarry]

Such wonderful abstract poem, written with a mature style that really captivated me. Big well done from me!
Take care,
Sil
:-)

[Alem]

It got a nice tune into it! Good job!

[Katseye]

A very well written poem, great word choices, full of feeling.

[MaximumFlight]

Good use of imagery. I really enjoyed this piece.

[Anjali]

It's really good.... Well done! I loved it, keep writing!!

[Glen Weimann]

Ethan Hi. As a Brit, I was completely thrown for a while, as there is a range of hills in England with the same name. I don't pretend to understand all of this but from other comments and a second read I can see it's about a time of pain and conflict. Lee, I assume, is Robert E. Over and above all this, or rather underpinning it, is some wonderful lyricism and flow - smooth then staccato then smooth again. Like a couple of other folk, I especially like the last line.

Thanks for sharing.
Nigel

[pragya gaur]

Like always I loved it.... Keep writing... Thanks for sharing

[Jddcbjiuh]

Loved this style of writing, your lines created such visual effects with a great ending. " Until the sleeping devils come" loved it.

[Ethan]

Thanks :)) cool name btw

[Jddcbjiuh]

Aw thank you :) likewise! ^_^

[Ethan]

Thanks :))