A Rose In No-man’s land
By Aidan Peacock
In the muddy fields
Where humanity's greatest talent was revealed
Where men maimed each other
Where the ground shook and men dove for cover
Where the world became tougher
In a land where no man dared to stand
There stood a rose in no-man’s land
Upon this sea of mud and blood
There was a bright red rose among the mud
Guns pounding and soldiers screaming
Still that rose stood beaming
A rose so red and grand
That it alone conquered no-man’s land.
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Author:
meowinghat (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In this poem I focused mainly on showing immense beauty in the world despite it's horrible nature.
- Category: Reflection
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Yeah, this is very true. The beauty found in the midst of carnage can sometimes be very surprising.
There can always be beauty found in the most horrific places.
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Good evening MH (love your pen-name !). Welcome to MPS it is a very empathetic site. It operates by reading & commenting on each others poems ~ OK.
Nature may be *Red in Tooth & Claw* in the everyday operation of complex Food Chains & Food Webs. But She always kills for purpose ! She is never as brutal as Man in the *Killing Fields* ~ especially with Weapons of Mass Destruction ! My Grandparents told me how the stark & grim *Bomb Sites* in WW2 (1939 - 45) quickly became covered in Rose Bay Willow Herb - with beautiful magenta flowers. Nature transformed the ugliness wrough by War into a thing of beauty.
Thanks for sharing an elegant Poem on a bitter sweet scene.
Blessings ~ Brian & Angela 💙🧡💙🧡💙
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