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Grace @ Everyday Amazing
we walk in shadowy cold night
even in city's bright street lights
holding wounded faith close, we cast
nets, searching for answers we've asked
a million times, we're diminished
by each senseless death & tarnished
innocence. we plead as we cast
nets for answers we've always asked
for understanding & peace, love
to lift our hearts like morning doves,
kindling hope amidst silence - vast
sky, we search for answers we've asked
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Kyrielle - Poetry form is written in rhyming couplets, with the last line as a refrain.
I am still grieving I must admit as I watch and listen to debates on US gun control laws. But I don't believe that more guns is the answer. I am relieved that in Canada our gun laws are very strict.
Thanks for the visit & have a wonderful day ~ I hope to write happier posts starting with my haiku tomorrow ~
I am still grieving I must admit as I watch and listen to debates on US gun control laws. But I don't believe that more guns is the answer. I am relieved that in Canada our gun laws are very strict.
Thanks for the visit & have a wonderful day ~ I hope to write happier posts starting with my haiku tomorrow ~
A sensitive and beauty kyrielle - the refrain is what we are all asking ourselves this time - and is so appropriate. Wishing you the blessings of the season.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gay for the challenging prompt and wishes for the season ~
Deletesmiling from your poem...... and still searching !
ReplyDeleteThank you ~
DeleteYes, we are diminished by each of these acts...we all suffer when anyone suffers. I wish we had stricter gun laws here in the U.S....although it seems like the "bad guys" always manage to obtain their weapons...somehow. I really don't know what the answer is. Thanks for a meaningful share, Grace.
ReplyDeleteThank you Gayle ~
DeleteGreat look at the events of down below and yeah thankful for our strict gun laws too.
ReplyDeleteI am happy to know that we don't debate on these things, we agree that guns are dangerous ~ Thanks for the visit Pat ~
Deletemoving piece for sure....i think it captures well the mood of many of us right now...looking for answers...you spun it well into verse...i like the double rhyme in line two as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian ~
Delete"holding wounded faith close" You can imagine how this resonates with me! And casting the nets! Fisherpeople looking for answers that would nourish, and having to cast wider and farther. This is joining the poems I prefer not to live without.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, we often know the answers -- sick people, hate and more.
We just wish it weren't the answer and that there was better ones.
So many questions rise from tragedies like this; I know there's no easy solution, but more gun control seems like it would definitely help. There's absolutely no reason to use assault rifles for hunting, and the defense that people need guns to resist the government is paranoid and, frankly, crude. Beautiful poem--thanks for sharing :)
ReplyDeleteI'm totally with you here. It's terribly sad and hard to break out of thinking about it. Also hard knowing that we CAN break out and others will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. Good questions; well-phrased. k.
ReplyDeleteVery sad. So many questions, still unanswered, maybe never to be answered. A thoughtful poem here, Grace.
ReplyDeletelooking for answers...think that's how most of us feel about the event..i'm glad that gun laws are very strict in germany as well..still we have shootings in schools.. think we need to get deeper to the roots of this..
ReplyDeleteA very beautiful tribute to one if the saddest tragedies ever. Thank you
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem Grace, Our thoughts are always filled with questions. time answers some, some are left unanswered
ReplyDeleteSo well worded. "to lift our hearts like morning doves " - this line made my heart lift!
ReplyDeleteWe are instilled with passion, with emotion, sensitivities that when we cast that net out to capture hope sometimes all we catch are stones, rocks and pebbles. Yet, being that sensitive lot we are, we will assemble those stones, rocks and pebbles spelling the word hope. In just this small act Hope is then born.
ReplyDeleteGreat piece mi amiga
Have a spot of Hope in these celebrated days.
This is lovely Grace. The minimal punctuation made it hard to read, not to mention the subject matter. For once I think the poem is better for that - it made me find places to pause and find my own meaning.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful ... lovely words and thoughts !!!
ReplyDeletePerfect on a day of remembrance, Grace. Wishing you a beautiful weekend.
ReplyDeleteVery emotional kyrielle...I too am glad for strict gun laws in Australia...I hope the US can finally get some reform on gun control. Best wishes for the holiday season. :)
ReplyDeleteHaunting!
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