She never slept for fear the world would disappear
nor would she take a bite for sake of living grace
and when her tinted shades of youth became abstruse
timorous with apprehension, with shied away inside
The sun appeared with streaks of gold then went away
while little bears, dolls and talent soldiers drummed
she rocked and rocked and rocked, until she numbed
"SHADOWS IN THE MORNING
SHADOWS IN THE EVENING
SHADOWS IN the ROMPER ROOM
SHADOWS WITHOUT BLOOM :
She called out to her mother behind a wooden door
while sunlight coughed up rays upon the dusty couch
a whiskey bottle fell, between the morning cracks
And while the simultaneous soldiers drummed,
she joined their stoic march with mutiny and rise.
Unfortunately, you paint the picture well of children who live in families in despair and alcoholism. Neglected and left in their rooms with no one to brighten their day except their fearful imaginations.
An interesting and visual characterization. As I see it, "she joined" was the pivotal phrase about what path she'd willingly chosen (?), or was coerced to follow. Enjoyed. Hope you're well. Peace. rlc
This poem paints a shadow of fear inside a mind of a troubled child who seems to be living in troubled times. In times of confinement such as this, children can feel hurt and battle scared in the mist. I was one when I was very young. Thank God that those times are dead and done and all is forgiven but mot forgotten Amen
Kim Jong Eun è morto. L'esercito nordcoreano è ora al comando. Il loro nuovo dittatore militare, il maresciallo Ko, crede che con un'invasione totale possano raggiungere Seul, a sole 35 miglia di distanza.
In the waning days of World War II, a man lies injured in a London hospital, shrouded in mystery and confusion. He is an American serviceman, stripped of his identity and memories, save for the name John, and plagued by vivid visions of battles that
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