Specters of Doom War roars above ~ a hemisphere gone coal black, blasted with skin ~ned ash, soot ~scores the sky and rubble roils; blood can not travel on the wind. Lines cross, posts cross, peace cru~ cified. Food thought, wry humor displayed in fields of grain from sea to sea. Commun~ nication cut-off deafened by the omnipresent gale. Fenced in safety a jest. The gold~ en fuel, isolation will not save us. War roars above ~ a hemisphere gone coal black blasted with skin ~ned ash, soot scores the sky and rubble roils Blood can not travel the wind. Deborah Guzzi
This poem was written as part of the 20 Poem Challenge. Deborah Guzzi is a healing facilitator specializing in Shiatsu and Reiki. She writes for Massage and Aromatherapy publications. She travels the world seeking writing inspiration. She has walked the Great Wall of China and visited Nepal (during the civil war), Japan, Egypt (two weeks before “The Arab Spring”), Peru, and France (during December’s terrorist attacks). Her poetry appears in Magazines: here/there: poetry in the UK, Existere - Journal of Arts and Literature in Canada, Tincture in Australia, Cha: Asian Literary Review, Hong Kong, China, Eunoia in Singapore, Latchkey Tales in New Zealand, Vine Leaves Literary Journal in Greece, mgv2>publishing in France, RedLeaf Poetry, India and Travel by the Book, Ribbons: Tanka Society of America Journal, Sounding Review, Kyso Flash, The Aurorean, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, Liquid Imagination, Poetry Quarterly, Page & Spine and others in the USA. Her new book The Hurricane is available now through Prolific Press.
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