Sunday 14 October 2007

weeds of war---Cafe Writing & Monday Poetry Train

listen to the world gone shallow
spirit is hunted as well haunted

dreams that soared are now sour
weeds take over reason tenuously

clamouring to get a hold, thriving
in the aftermath. thorns of combat

pierce all but the one who started it
closing his eyes, he refuses to budge.

“war goes on, it has from time immemorial”

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Wrote this short piece for Cafe Writing October Project Option five where one has to choose at least 3 words from the following and include those in an essay, story or poetry:

dream, weed, spirit, listen, crisp, shallow, tenuous, mischievous

Posting this for Monday Poetry Train too...

23 comments:

  1. The link will be live in about five minutes, and Gautami, I'm so sorry, I thought I'd left a comment inviting you to play!

    But you found us anyway, and I'm glad :)

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  2. This is so strongly stated, and so true!

    I especially like this~
    "dreams that soared are now sour
    weeds take over reason tenuously"

    Well done!

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  3. the greatness of human spirit is never to give up. Scared, and the ultimate sacrifice carries on the ideology of a future society. That we shall move forward to dream more and achieve more, and fight of more enemies of the mind.

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  4. Interesting concept and very clever of you!! Well done.

    I'm here via Michele today, so hello from her and hello from me!!

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  5. u r always great with ur verses!

    Keshi.

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  6. I think it would be fun to be in that class! :)

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  7. "clamouring to get a hold, thriving
    in the aftermath."

    Beautiful.

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  8. Well said! These may not be the best of times?

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  9. Fabulous! This was deliciously profound:
    "thorns of combat
    pierce all but the one who started it"

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  10. Man if this isn't true.
    Thanks.

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  11. An apt description of the times we live in and done without pointing fingers, very diplomatic. In my opinon this is a wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing.

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  12. Thanks for letting me know about the link to my blog. I forgot to capitalize the director name and that seems to be an important factor with my server. *shrugging shoulders*

    The Incurable Disease of Writing

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  13. Poignant! Piercing! And wonderfully composed. Thank you for sharing!

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  14. weeds among reason..........no better way to say it.....well stated and bravo!......

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  15. Wonderful! Thank you for your comment. :) Trip is up but I'm still sick...argh!

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  16. WOnderful poem. Interesting concept, that class sounds very interesting.

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  17. Wonderful Poem! Well put, well done!

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  18. Each line is equally beautiful and meaningful.

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  19. This is wonderful, Gautami! So true!

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  20. Hey, thanks for introducing me to Cafe Writing - what a great idea! I love writing prompts, experimental forms, etc.

    I love the sounds in these lines:

    "listen to the world gone shallow
    spirit is hunted as well haunted

    dreams that soared are now sour"

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  21. This is very powerful! I really like these lines:

    pierce all but the one who started it closing his eyes, he refuses to budge.

    I wish this wasn't so true!

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