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Array ( [sid] => 79663 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Stirring Sand [time] => 2005-01-12 21:11:57 [hometext] => A poem trying to put the tragedy in south-east Asia in perspective from a child's point of view. [bodytext] => The Stirring Sand

The stirring sand from a gust of wind,
Originating from a child laying on a lawn chair,
Envelops the six-legged,
Symbol of social animals.

Falling teardrops cleanse all,
As they drown the creature,
Cutting the source of life,
By being engulfed by it.

A hand removes the naive from the water,
Shaking the earth all around,
Fear surrounds the small and the tall,
As their worlds are collapsing.

By water, wind and earth,
The insect's marks in the sand are destroyed,
The past fading in the tragedy,
Years of social wealth snuffed out in an instant.

The mother calls back her child,
As the wind begins to gain strength,
The ground is shaking,
And the water is rising.

The Natural Mother is dressed in white,
Toying with our insignificant lives,
Blowing away and jumping on the ground,
Crying at the realization of her work.

Like the look of a child,
When they first discover the notion we all come to accept,
When the very first pet,
Ceases to wag its tail.

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The Stirring Sand

Contributed by tony3_000 on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 09:11:57 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



The Stirring Sand

The stirring sand from a gust of wind,
Originating from a child laying on a lawn chair,
Envelops the six-legged,
Symbol of social animals.

Falling teardrops cleanse all,
As they drown the creature,
Cutting the source of life,
By being engulfed by it.

A hand removes the naive from the water,
Shaking the earth all around,
Fear surrounds the small and the tall,
As their worlds are collapsing.

By water, wind and earth,
The insect's marks in the sand are destroyed,
The past fading in the tragedy,
Years of social wealth snuffed out in an instant.

The mother calls back her child,
As the wind begins to gain strength,
The ground is shaking,
And the water is rising.

The Natural Mother is dressed in white,
Toying with our insignificant lives,
Blowing away and jumping on the ground,
Crying at the realization of her work.

Like the look of a child,
When they first discover the notion we all come to accept,
When the very first pet,
Ceases to wag its tail.





Copyright © tony3_000 ... [ 2005-01-12 21:11:57]
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Re: The Stirring Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 10:39:59 PM AEST
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Definately a profound write.

peace
TS


Re: The Stirring Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by jjones12 on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 11:09:24 PM AEST
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It's great!


Re: The Stirring Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by kidpoet_213 on Wednesday, 12th January 2005 @ 11:46:21 PM AEST
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A very profound... thought provoking write... it stirs sadness within my heart... grief at the loss... to think of the many lives that were turned upside down ... inside out... wspecially the children...
Thanks for sharing. A great write!
~Donna~


Re: The Stirring Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 01:51:18 AM AEST
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Such a thought provoking sad write, writen so poeticaly well. Its simply a sad thing to lose a love one in such a tragic way. Awesome write.

Hugs,
Jane x


Re: The Stirring Sand (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 13th January 2005 @ 10:21:02 PM AEST
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Great write! I really liked it!




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