Honour
Empty spectre
Encompasing boundless grief
Vacant cradles rock silently
Wasted
*
Futile
Bringing ruin
Shades haunting memory
Lost generations asking why
Warfare
*
Cinquains for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge
Honour
Empty spectre
Encompasing boundless grief
Vacant cradles rock silently
Wasted
*
Futile
Bringing ruin
Shades haunting memory
Lost generations asking why
Warfare
*
Cinquains for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge
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Reblogged this on Sun in Gemini and commented:
From Sue, and an inspiration for tomorrow’s post.
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Somber and heartbreaking.
And what a photo! (K)
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The photo says it better than I can, I think.
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Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide.
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Thank you for sharing this, Traci.
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You’re welcome, Sue!
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Beautiful, Sue!
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Thank you, Robert.
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This was a difficult piece to convey the emotions of those survivors of war, those who have lost their loved ones, perhaps their homes, and society as they once knew it. Very sad.
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The tragedy is that we still continue…
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Hauntingly beautiful Sue. ❤
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❤
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Naming the Dead. 😦
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Every village has its Roll of Honour… 😦
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Beautiful Cinquains, Sue. I loved them both but that first one really got me. Beautiful and heart-wrenching. When will we learn? ❤ xx
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