Posts Tagged ‘War’

3WW – Theatre of War

3WW, Life balance, Poetry | Posted by MeeAugraphie
Apr 09 2008

Bone, glad your dad is home and doing better! Now, to the other topic at hand: 3WW words: funny – remember – theatre.

And for me, since theatre consumed Leon’s life for fifteen years and I have quadzillions of funny stories and to remember, this should have been a comedic poem… but it is not. I chose to continue a theme I started with this poem: Mortared Life.


Theatre of War

It is funny,
I think not,

that some accept
the theatre of war
as other than a tragedy

they look through blinders
counting casualties
- on the other side -
as victories rather than
the tragedies they are

on their side
they award hearts of purple
and flags of patriotism
and stand ceremoniously
watching temporary faces
of tempered joy parade by
day after day,

year after year

as if to remember
tragedy as mere drama
would change it
into something it was not.

MeeAugraphie
04/09/08

Please, understand, I wish my words not to be misconstrued that people should not fight for causes they believe in; nor am I saying a soldier and his family should not be proud that they are out there fighting for freedom – as war is the way it is done and has been for centuries. I am merely asking that for some that control and brought forth these fights, they allow themselves to take to heart that war to remain a tragedy for all involved – for many times the opposite side is fighting for the same internal reasons. There has to be a better way — but no, I don’t know it, though I think if it were more personalized from the beginning, fewer innocents, both soldiers and civilians, would have their lives and those of their expanded universe destroyed.

Thank you for reading this.

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Friday Five – Times Two, Plus

Friday 5, NaPoWriMo, Poetry | Posted by MeeAugraphie
Apr 04 2008

Yes, Friday Five this week is interesting. In a hurry, just skip to my third poem this post, the one I wish to share. I wrote the first “poem” yesterday, not realizing it was Thursday, and the anal retentive part of me does not do memes the day before. So, I wrote the second poem today, and it was that one that led to a serious poem on war, not technically a Friday Five as I left “Avocado” out. I chose not to rewrite it.

Michelle’s word choices: avocado – hemisphere – gasoline – ceiling – brick

Word Thoughts

Avocado equates guacamole
and sends my mind to foreign places

Brain won’t work with one hemisphere
teamwork is essential to life

Gasoline prices fueled curtailment of trips
and imagination fought back with electricity and vegetable oil

Without rafters and roofs we haven’t a complete room
but our hearts expand beneath the ceiling of sky

Brick by brick, thought by thought, our life path is molded
as we stumble or march proudly all the way to the end.

MeeAugraphie
04/03/08

Only in Dreams

One avocado does not Mexico make
nor bring the Southern Hemisphere up to my gate

No amount of gasoline will fuel my magic quest
for it is inside my head

Two bricks does not a ceiling make,
unless of course, they are merely drawn
onto drywall

Although in my dreams, perhaps, I could have it all.

MeeAugraphie
04/04/08

Mortared Life

He placed one brick
upon another,
without mortar’s safety
for that word
took him back to foxholes
and equated with gunfire
and gasoline fed fires.

It mattered not in which hemisphere
he built, you see…
for he knew ultimately evil was lurking
and ceilings of blue skies made of dreams
were no more protection than bricks laid
without that word…

and so he smiled

and

dared them all

as he waited for the bricks to fall.

MeeAugraphie
04/04/08

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