One of mine

shellspeare

babe in arms

through barren haze the rallying cry soars,
shaking me from contention,
surrounded by passeges of streaming blood,
my new campaign begins.

So farewell the cachalot a new role calls
all lacteal and defenceless,
refusing the calibrator caduceus staff,
uniformed in navy dress.

Now pride is worn on my chest,
as he suckles himself to somnolence,
and silent vows enter my thoughts,
to serve and protect.

What world have i summoned you to?
when war is pre-eminent,
who fights for our childrens lives
through these troubled times?

BEAT

hmmm, I had to read it a couple of times for it to sink in...but I like it.

Thanks for sharing

shellspeare

thanks beat. here's a sonnet i wrote, i don't really like this form as it's too restrictive.

Her spring, a twist of tangos freshly danced.
A solo serenade sent to the world.
Among new buds where birds and bees romanced,
her fearless force of life was briskly hurled.
Then swirling, twirling summers came and went
until the rustling autumn dared to call.
A time for rearing, twenty years were spent
before her flit would float then gently fall.
Then winter waltzes whittled at her grace
as she began the dreary dance to death.
The slumber in her stride reduced her pace
while music mocked her weary, waning breath.
One day a tardy tempo teased her heart
and sadly made this striking soul depart.

BEAT

reading that was like reading a passage in an old poetry book...
I liked it much better

hippu

i thought the first one was better- really good shellspeare i love the way you compare the baby's scream to a battle cry, its real cool

shellspeare

thanks hippu, that particular poem was published in a book called bright voices and is one of my favourites.