Insane.
There's rusted playgrounds,
And aged, cut-down olive trees;
War, insane, rages...
There's rusted playgrounds,
And aged, cut-down olive trees;
War, insane, rages...
Sun 18th May 2025 12:27
Thank you so much, Rolph, for your kindness and your beautiful analysis; I'm really glad the poem resonated with you! 💗
Sun 18th May 2025 08:05
Holden,
These few lines say so much. The image of rusted playgrounds and felled olive trees—symbols of innocence and peace—speaks volumes. That final line lands like a gut punch. “Insane” doesn’t just describe the war, but the fact that it still happens at all. Stark, powerful writing.
Regards,
Rolph
Sat 17th May 2025 23:32
Thank you very much, Stephen, your kind comment means a lot! 😊
Very effective Haiku, Holden.
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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Tue 20th May 2025 21:25
The cutting down of olive trees - part of the ethnic cleansing operation euphemistically known as "mowing the lawn".
The architects of this monstrosity never wanted peace; that's why Netanyahu helped finance Hamas.
"Handing an olive branch" never was and never will be in his vocabulary.