Thursday, June 15, 2006

POETRY THURSDAY-The War of the Colors

Because I am babysitting at my son's apartment and have left all my books and brains at home, I shall post this short one I sent to the POET'S AGAINST THE WAR Anthology:


Where song fell once
The cobwebs blow,
And blood runs,
Bound and bright,
And canticles of worms follow,
And everlasting night.

(The War of the Colors by Sarah, age 7, painting her own war against leukemia) Click on the picture for the full effect.


wendylou who? said...

you write with a class and elegance.

pepektheassassin said...

Hey, thanks! I'm glad you think so.

Tammy said...

Your words sent chills up my spine! The artwork was powerful. Thank you for sharing :)

slickdpdx said...

I've always liked that one!

pepektheassassin said...

tammy, slick, thank YOU!

liz elayne said...

canticles. yes. i am adding this to my words i love list.

k said...

lord above. that painting. i keep coming back to it.

i wonder, will this quality of expression be with her always? or is it more the child-savant coming forth in her time of need?

but mostly i get so lost in it things like that seem irrelevant.

how is she doing?

pepektheassassin said...

I found this in a gallery of similar pictures by children on the web. There was no other information.

RavenGrrl said...

you mean this is done by a child you don't know? I am sad for her, but somehow her painting, her "war" seems vital, full of life (and anger and a will to fight) and I hope, though we have know way of knowing, that she won the battle -- no, that she won the entire war.

Your poem, pepek. evocative. clear. simple.