Sunday, February 23, 2014

The Killing Fields

MAGPIE 208

Poet's Sleep, 1989, by Chang Houg Ahn
Courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales 
 http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2014/02/mag-208.html


Inspiration does not come
Easily
When the Muse sleeps
I
Lay down my head

Closing my heavy lids
Hoping
That she will awake
The
Slumber in me

Outside of my window
Staring
Closely in at me
Dancing 
Flowers imitating skulls

Blessed peace must  come
Surely
To colour out the
Images
Of killing fields


Barbara M Lake  
©
Trinidad WI
February 2014

23 comments:

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    1. Not sure why my poetry tends to be on the dark side. It was the skulls that did it this time....

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  2. I liked the comparison of "the killing fields" with inspiration.

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  3. Those last three lines pack a punch.

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    1. I saw something chilling. The killing fields of Cambodia

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  5. You found a sinister side to an apparently peaceful image...

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    1. Cambodia came to mind when I saw the photograph.

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  6. very sinister indeed. well done.

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    1. Thanks Kathe. I saw the field before I saw the sleeping poet.

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  7. It's never wise to let our muse sleep, not ever!

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    1. See Tess's comment further down. She says they need to sleep sometimes!

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  8. Oo, I think I'd plant different flowers!

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  9. Ah. That last verse says it all.

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  10. I am desperately attempting not to let my muse sleep. It's tough indeed. Beautiful imagery

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    1. Thank you. You caught it perfectly in your Magpie.

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    1. Not so that's it's permanently dead to the world though!!

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  12. Very intense poem for an intense image to escape.

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