The WarA Poem by JRShe once haphazardly calculated the attack trajectory of her spears and her Hellfire missiles she once came at me with her hammer and nails like she wanted to string me up she once pulled her pistol and shot her gun like she meant it she committed her reserves to the flank, she gave it everything she had moved from black back into the red she once tried to bury me in the cairn she’d constructed from stones of her silence but now the cannons have grown camellias and birds roost in the atom bombs; through all of her thunder and flame, her screams and her silence she thought she’d won the battle all along losing the war © 2020 JR |
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Added on February 11, 2020 Last Updated on February 11, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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