Sunday 30 August 2015

Darkening Hours


Sitting and watching the way some of the political war-games are playing out caused this poem to be birthed.



Darkening Hours  -  21 Aug 15

 Watching the way
Some people
Play their strange
Little games

 In the distance
Sabres rattling
Almost
Play a tune
Almost

 Perhaps they think
It is a battle hymn
Almost
More like a battle dirge

 Now the hours
Wrap around us
A dark shroud
To take us all
Into the night



Not a poem to enjoy but it really wanted to be written.
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2 comments:

  1. my heart's love songs30 August 2015 at 23:56

    NOT ONE TO ENJOY BUT VERY MOVING. IT'S A POWERFUL POEM AND UNLIKE ANYTHING I'VE READ OF YOURS BEFORE. THE FINAL VERSE IS ESPECIALLY STUNNING AINSLEY!

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    1. Ainsley5 September 2015 at 18:07

      This is the sort of thing that happens when I become aware of the news.

      Thank you for your lovely comment dani ♥

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