Shadorma
There it was
Peep hole through the fence
Inviting me”Come and look!
This is someone’s future home.”
Condominiums.
High risers
Living like sardines ….
Still, better
Than nothing …
Or so we might think, I guess.
People go camping.
Through the hole
I saw Lebanon …
Or Gaza …
Don’t know why.
Bulldozers — and missiles fall,
Wounded baby cries.
Just a hole
Through a tattered fence —
Brings to mind
Many things
I walked away wondering
What the moon would say.
(For Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie – Bastet’s Shadorma Prompts and Blog it or Lose It!)
What *would* the moon say, indeed. This does have a wider partition type of feel to it – bulldozers and missiles – and it leaves us with so many questions – which is a very good thing. I really like this!
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Thanks … when Yves first offered me the the Shadorma prompts, I looked it up and found it is a form created anonymously to be a sort of haiku …so today I’ve decided to treat it as another waka form 😉
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…. and it works ….
🙂
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Lovely and that gap looked like an eye. Not been around as my dog died yesterday so last few days been terribly horrible x
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I’m so sorry for your dog … I know it’s such a terrible feeling when our little friends die and can imagine how horrible you’ve all felt. Know it isn’t much but here’s a virtual hug for you all. xxx
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awe thank you that is sweet, made me smile, just adjusting, my poor frenchie is a little lost though!
PS I have been so behind with so much going on, did anyone write any stories based on my photo? 🙂
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Yes two … I was sure there would be more …
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Oh shame do you have the link possibly please? Xx
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Here it is … just click the pingbacks. http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/07/10/friday-flash-fiction-july-11-2014/
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Love this, Georgia. Great poem – high rises for some reason also make me think of the Middle East – or maybe I’m just thinking more of the Middle East because of the recent conflict… Anyway, I love your poetry.
Cathy
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Thank Cathy … I think it may have been the combination highriser through the broken fence. It reminded me of old news reports back in the 70s when Lebanon fell apart. Thanks for dropping in and I’m happy you enjoy the poetry!
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Good one Georgia, it’s amazing what reality some must see…you make us think….harsh realities.
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Even I who refuse to watch and read the news get wind of them constantly … sigh
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That was so good, I loved how the story flowed through the stanzas 🙂
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Thanks Helen … I’m pleased you enjoyed it!
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