Impotence

 

 

Spring stutters its way along

In sawtooth fashion temps up and down

Counterpointed by a brazen tocin gong

Of death and damage in Ukrainian towns

 

I’ve lost my joy of anticipation 

Of crocus paperwhites and daffodils 

My thoughts held hostage to a savaged nation

Impotent to affect either of these clash of wills

 

Nature will proceed on its ordained path

Toward summer and its welcome days of warm

While bombs and guns reap the grapes of wrath 

The world watches a country wear a crown of thorns





Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-03-05 at 19:17

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I've really enjoyed your motto
my mind writes checks that my body can't cash"
indeed it took some times before I got the message clear
2022-03-21


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2022-03-14


MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
"Nature will proceed on its ordained path ... / While bombs and guns reap the grapes of wrath"

So true. I like how the poem neatly sums up what we've all been feeling these days. Nicely done, Joe.
2022-03-06


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
That's the word I've been searching for but couldn't find. Thank you.

That and horror.
2022-03-05