Anonymity granted
In quest of truth
Rooted deep within fables
Divine Faun
Ruled this land
Bird and Horse
His trusted allies
Now wait and watch
Trembling thoughts
As globe shudders
At greed
Of intolerant evil
Green no more
Red streams flow
Where once roses bloomed
Now, thorns play with the doomed.
This Poem is shared with The Mag - 160.
nice blend of myth in this up front and then perhaps a portent of our reality toward the end there as well with all the greed in the world...ack...
ReplyDeleteI hope there is no greed !!!
Deletepoignant, I could see the images through your words :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Kulasa :-)
DeleteWhat a very powerful last stanza here. "Green no more, red streams flow." You have really conveyed deeper meaning through your words, broadened the reader's view of the picture.
ReplyDeleteThank You Mary :-)
DeleteFabulous, red stream made me shudder.
ReplyDeleteIt made me shudder too :-)
DeleteWow that was a very powerful closing with some vivid imagery.
ReplyDeleteInteresting, the picture that pops up after 'Green no more, red streams flow' is thrilling.
ReplyDeleteThank You Vaishali :-)
DeleteThe picture and your words made me shudder....poignant tale of some lost world...
ReplyDelete...globe shudders with greed... or 'at' greed, perhaps?
ReplyDelete'At' would be appropriate I guess ... I have made the change :-)
DeletePowerful, poignant, quite moving...
ReplyDeleteThanks Berowne :-)
Deleten thats why i wanted to be a vet :( n im nt kidding,when will people get the msg
ReplyDeletePerhaps there's still time and we should start thinking about our surrounding rather than only about us !!!
Deleteah, isn't that sad...? Poignant post, speck. Being an animal lover, I could feel the emotions....
ReplyDeleteFantastic!!
Love the beginning, with "deep rooted fables"
ReplyDeleteWould humbly offer two small corrections, last word in second stanza should be "allies" (plural of ally) as Bird and horse are more than one. Also spelling correction on name "Faun."
Well penned piece!
Thanks so much Ginny ... I made the corrections :-)
DeleteVery interesting poem. Yes.
ReplyDeleteThank You Leovi :-)
Delete"Thorns played with the doom"
ReplyDeleteI love your imagery.
Thanks Ben :-)
DeleteA fantastic and riveting take on Picasso's work of art, and I enjoyed the imagery in the final stanza. Nicely written!
ReplyDeleteThank You Write Girl :-)
DeleteI love this poem! I love the vibrancy and play on words!
ReplyDeleteVery clever :D
Thanks Ella :-)
Deletefrom utopia to reality, nice verse, esp the last stanza, it is simply beautifully worded...
ReplyDeleteThank You Reshma :-)
Delete... and above it all, they look back, grieve, and rail at the horror of it all ... love it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Susan :-)
DeleteWhen will we ever learn...excellent write Green...
ReplyDeleteThank You Tess :-)
DeleteBravo , Speck, PansmLabyrinth eat your heart out!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much :-)
DeleteNice one. Reflects what's really going on when Picasso painted this - the beginning of the Spanish Civil War!
ReplyDeleteThanks Gerry :-)
DeleteYou were perfectly attuned to this photo. Wonderful myth of truth.
ReplyDeleteThank You Sara :-)
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