A dream 2 - Grasslands

Sun scorched grasslands
Golden and parched
Secreted behind hedges
Defended by fences
Scarred by carcasses

Torsos devoid of limbs
Painted with glossy blood
smeared with bones and entrails
uniformed in green and leather
Foreshadowing the future

Solitary white van
industrial tools burden
rusted and ancient
surrounded by men
watching and waiting

Grey sky and stormy clouds
Billowing with the bloat
an encore of peace
Spiraling tornadoes
The prelude of nightmares





Poetry by ttius
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Written on 2014-08-20 at 00:59

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Bob
Great stuff!
It is an eerie picture you paint.
2014-08-21


Bob
Great stuff!
It is an eerie picture you paint.
2014-08-21


Laz Clements
Love this, hard-hitting and immediately creates an image. This image is timeless and is reminiscent of ancient carnage through to Ukraine, Gaza, Iraq. Well written.
2014-08-20


BM Barde
I love the way your words could macarbe a meany mind, its so impressive to read it again times again...nice penning.
2014-08-20



Indeed it is! What vivid images you've painted with your words.
I enjoyed reading this.
2014-08-20