knocking
knuckles
knobs
turning
praying
wars
into
welcomes
Posted for Poets United Verse First ~ The Red Wheelbarrow.
Copyright © 2013 S.L.Chast
Submitted to Types and Shadows 9/17/2013
Submitted to Types and Shadows 9/17/2013
Chosen for my own poetry book 11/5/2013
Susan, you captured the spirit of the short form and actually came up with a handful of words simply drenched in meaning. The final line is the kicker, and I wouldn't have this any other way. Eloquent and striking. Amy
ReplyDeleteThank you, Amy. I revised this one more than any other poem in my life. Essence distilled, I hope.
DeleteOh wow Susan those last lines
ReplyDeleteThank you, mlm.
Deleteall in the hands for sure
ReplyDelete& how we use them.
very minimalist susan
but you dont lose the meaning
that is for sure.
Thank you, Brian.
DeleteNow that is what this world needs:)
ReplyDeleteWell done. The last line pulls it together perfectly
ReplyDelete...your little piece for sure warms the heart... the hands used to war are the same hands that will adorn the guns with flowers & peace... somewhat, reminds me of a scene from our historical martial law.... i enjoyed this... smiles...
ReplyDeleteWars into welcomes - Wow...that is really good. Love it
ReplyDeleteNice, it ends with welcome :)
ReplyDelete'wars into welcomes'
ReplyDeletenot likely, but if only...
I really like the idea of 'wars into welcomes.'
ReplyDeleteexcellent! I love what I got from the last lines...deep...
ReplyDeletewars into welcomes...sometimes true.
ReplyDeleteFabulous! Wars into welcomes........from your mouth to God's ear!
ReplyDeleteA litany of literary excellence. Nicely done, Suasn!
ReplyDeleteit is a choice in the hands!wonderful composition
ReplyDeleteThat was truly short and sharp wars into welcomes would be refreshing
ReplyDeleteVey succinct, and full of meaning.
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