Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Ramah



We were born mothers; we sleep in our children's beds.
Our beating blood comes from that love of children,
And all our talk is about our children.

Deep in the night when darkness grips the sky,
A razored lighted ripped into the eyes of children,
We gathered them close, hidden beneath our coats.

Our line was long: we waded with heavy legs,
Into that blackness that tried to swallow children.
The clutter of boots made hearing grow dull.

Shadowed hands grappled us with blind fury:
We huddled, muffling the cries of children.
Those dampened sounds belong to young and old.

Those grinning faces found that precious cargo,
Ripped from our arms those shrouded children.
They took them somewhere even God doesn't know.

Fetid flames grew fat and scorching heat swelled the air.
We covered our ears from those meek wails of children.
Smoke thickened the world into desperate puddles.

Yet a glistening wind raised up our eyes.
Delicate clouds revealed the smiles of children.
The feathered light rested their soft faces.

Oh God who loves us, join us with Mother Rachael.
She won't be comforted; she longs for her children.
When we soon meet, let us tell her of our children.




Based in part on Ted Hughes's "A Dream of Horses".

5 comments:

camera shy said...

i love that you are pursuing a creative outlet also

ive been considering doing something less creative as a tag on to the blog ive been creating. something less cerebral

who knows. well see.

Enemy of the Republic said...

Thanks. This thing has been long in coming, but I've been scared to do it. I appreciate your kind words. This is a part of myself that has to grow.

Jyotsna said...

I am sure your creative spark will grow through this blog...all the best and i will be back to read more!
:)

Enemy of the Republic said...

Thank you. I am trying. This is so long overdue.

pomedome said...

Uh..I'm very impressed. You know I'm autodidactic don't you? That's fancy for "dropout". Have you studied poetry formally? You inspire me.