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
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I like you’r words . Good poem .
Bless you YR ........................ that'll do nicely ............. Neville 🙂
Good words Neville.
Andy
Thanking you kindly good sir .... 🙂
Great read and very well written and set out.
Go on, make this old fella smile why dont'cha .................... Many thank U's Ms. Draven 🙂
Good write N.
Good mane Mr. O .. a pleasure to have you on board ............................. 🙂
You met any of those gals lately? have I met any?! lol.
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
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
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
your gift of words are a poem in their very own write .................... bless you dear spiller ....... 🙂 x
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
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What a waste. We must not forget. Thank you for this timely reminder.
Many huge thanks are on their way to you Rozina ................. bless you my friend ... Neville
'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
.. 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
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.
................................................ you got it .. but then, I knew you would ............ thanks DA ............ N
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✌🕊
Not only a most welcome, but also a hugely appreciated visit and considered opinion of my most recent scribble ... Many sincere thanks fallenAngel1 🕊 ....................................... Neville 🙂
Heartfelt & Sad! The cruelty of war, and the hearts with holes within!
Awe, dear one you made me sigh
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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