Now Pinned to the Sky

Neville

Now Pinned to the Sky

 

Pinned to the sky

like some

kids cartoon moon

beneath

an arc light bulb

burning

both the moth and

the fool ..

So why choose to

leave us

and where did they

then go ..

It must have been

special

to depart without

warning

and then to desert

us cold,

scared and hungry

boy soldiers

unready for war ..

Yet all

stood to attention

in row upon row … x

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2022 02:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: ...................................................................... something of a meditation on waste
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 58
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • Caring dove

    I like you’r words . Good poem .

    • Neville



      Bless you YR ........................ that'll do nicely ............. Neville 🙂

    • Goldfinch60

      Good words Neville.

      Andy

      • Neville



        Thanking you kindly good sir .... 🙂

      • Draven

        Great read and very well written and set out.

        • Neville



          Go on, make this old fella smile why dont'cha .................... Many thank U's Ms. Draven 🙂

        • orchidee

          Good write N.

          • Neville



            Good mane Mr. O .. a pleasure to have you on board ............................. 🙂

            • orchidee

              You met any of those gals lately? have I met any?! lol.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Waste indeed Nev the abuse of child labour for indifferent war and writ here with deep feeling for the many "unready" boy soldiers no longer with us - - meant thanks dear friend for this needed reminder not to ever forget..............x

              • Neville



                Its feels so good to know you got my back covered Fay .... thank you for your ongoing support & contribution to this page in particular ......................... 🙂 x

              • spilleronsheet

                Less words with so much depth
                Spoken by a mightier pen
                Again a deep poetry was woven
                A painting engrossed with grief painted
                Calligrapher the words that made us cry
                So poignant dear Neville

                • Neville



                  your gift of words are a poem in their very own write .................... bless you dear spiller ....... 🙂 x

                  • spilleronsheet

                    Thanks for the compliment dear Neville
                    But I am always awestruck and the depth of your poetry
                    So much conveyed
                    Striking the beats of heart

                    • Neville



                      ............................................................................................................................................................ 🙂 x

                    • Rozina

                      What a waste. We must not forget. Thank you for this timely reminder.

                      • Neville



                        Many huge thanks are on their way to you Rozina ................. bless you my friend ... Neville

                      • L. B. Mek

                        'like some
                        kids cartoon moon
                        beneath
                        an arc light bulb
                        burning
                        both the moth and
                        the fool ..'
                        'It must have been
                        special
                        to depart without
                        warning
                        and then to desert
                        us cold,
                        scared and hungry
                        boy soldiers
                        unready for war ..'
                        (The
                        Poet
                        is back, all is well
                        then
                        All: is well, where
                        we pray
                        it shall remain)
                        my family, made refugees of us, all
                        and denounced
                        their comfortable, way of life
                        so they could prevent me
                        from being included
                        as one of those boys
                        immortalised in your poignant words..
                        and I have
                        but dissipated hopes and dreams
                        to repay them with
                        how shallow, this life
                        how unbearably shallow
                        it all ends-up, rotting
                        in its
                        six feet deep, Unpoetic
                        finale...
                        (I shall treasure this write, Hyung
                        thank you, dear Iridescent Poet)
                        I remain, your unwavering Fan
                        my friend

                        • Neville



                          .. I am truly honoured, not only by your ongoing support my friend, but by you sharing a little bit of yourself with me and all those that may yet follow you here .. thank you brother ............... Neville

                        • dusk arising

                          And were planted beneath stones in row upon row if there was enough left of them to be identifyable. Fodder sent to foreign lands at politicians whim to pull triggers and fire acorns of hate and sorrow into generations to come.

                          And for those poor souls we now reap the harvest of vengence blasting holes into our society.

                          • Neville



                            ................................................ you got it .. but then, I knew you would ............ thanks DA ............ N

                          • FallenAngel1🕊

                            I'd have to think that child labor goes back thousands of years,..it's so disheartening to know its still a reality of today's modern world,...maybe it's not so modern after all. Great piece Neville✌🕊

                            • Neville


                              Not only a most welcome, but also a hugely appreciated visit and considered opinion of my most recent scribble ... Many sincere thanks fallenAngel1 🕊 ....................................... Neville 🙂

                            • Dove

                              Heartfelt & Sad! The cruelty of war, and the hearts with holes within!
                              Awe, dear one you made me sigh

                              • Neville



                                thank you for finding this & for commenting on it Dove .. it is always a pleasure to have you stop by .. Neville



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