Roll Away the Stone

She cried as if she was three again,

This competent, clever, caring woman;

Her practice all-emergency work now

Mental illness, deserted children, dead souls,

Spice, Meth, Horse, Booze, Weed, E.

Foul defilements, rapes, violence, tears.

People living in fear

Do you hear?

People too scared to fall asleep!!

You, who live in the comfort zone,

Of pensions, savings, income drawdown, money, holidays, beer

 Do you hear?

 

On the seafront,  a stone,

Where, in the creamy moonlight,

Men and women pledge

Themselves

To sevice.

 It is a far-far-place where faeries dance,

Owls screech their ageless, high-blown cry.

High romance, strong and alive, beneath this high, star-cluttered sky,

Enriched, as seemly,  by such and such, wild sprigs of poetry.

◄ Tuesday 4th August 1914

Held in memory.... ►

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John Marks

Thu 21st Mar 2019 13:10

Thank you, for appreciating the poem, Victoria. John

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Vautaw

Wed 20th Mar 2019 13:22

A punch in the gut to the fairy tale of life. Thank God for poetry to sooth the pain. Beautiful expression John. Thanks for sharing. 🖤

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