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Colours of War.

Crippling disease
of a disturbed heart
conjours up war.

When dizzy with envy
and possessed
by discontent,
darknes seeps into a smile,
light of fragrant fellowship
droops,
then dies,
and withering
unrestrained
warring sets in.

Dissension like stench
fuels disputes,
and debates
become brawls.

Colours of war,
dyed in permanent hate
arise from ideals
frustrated
by distorted love.

Patience becomes
fear blackened, scraped
clean of compassion,
and unfeeling
streaks appear
as patches of strain.

Hues such as smeared
in blood
after battle
discolour, lame
and dishonour
the name of nations.

War will colour
dark all it engages,
never is anything else
so black
as the colour of rage.

sonetta
what a beautiful poweful poem about the ugly colors of war....

Carl Harris
Another very expressive poem, Fay, rich in emotion and imagery in every verse. That final verse was simply brilliant, very memorable and beautifully phrased. Carl.

Susan Jarvis
A word-splashed canvas of contempt and devastation. This adeptly crafted war poem paints a stark and disturbing picture that we should all view.

 

poeticpiers
War is many coloured but all of them are tainted

Karin Anderson
Such strong and powerful images in this poem Fay e.g. 'dissension like stench' 'colours of war dyed in permanent hate'. Portraying colours as you do brings a vivid dimension into this poem as does the painting. Your versatility is amazing. love Karin

carol
powerful you have pinned war down to a tee

wombat
War is the product of faltering old geezers moaning the lack of.... Flaccid through aging, crass atherosclerosis erects no towers. Rocket and sausage, the symbols of God Phallus spill blood of humans. Rage leaves compassion in decibels of shouting, just boys are battling. The overseers in air-conditioned lounges wear smiles of devils. A brilliant poem again, no surprises here, Hxx