And War Shall Be No More

Not a torch, a candle
marks the gate to life,
in peril for its faithfulness
and unafraid to die.

And were its flame extinguished
as a witness to devotion,
all the marchers, self-inflamed,
would know the victory 
is of a new Jerusalem
from higher ground,
profound the wound
and sanctified the blood
imparted in its sacrifice.

Call down the city, floating
in your dome of stars.
Bow low before your deity
that rules within the heart,
transcendent, built of broken clay
and its own miracle,  
the spring of day within.

To such the alleluias rise.
To one great cause
the armies march full-armored
underneath the banner
of their love,
and though impossible,
their everlasting dream
              ~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Brown Avatar
July 11, 2012 at 8:06 AM
I am so happy I was able to read your poetry today. Thank you for sharing your writing with us always Robert. So many diverse poems here and always a pleasure to read. Hoping you will continue to find the inspiration to write. Love, Carol
Ludden Avatar
July 11, 2012 at 9:38 AM
Why, thank you, Carol. This is just the beginning...I have many more to enter.
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July 11, 2012 at 5:17 AM
hi there, I dig the internal rhyme in the title, make love not war, that's what I say :-) your writing has what I call a 'classical' tone to it...your analysis of my 'kissing lingua' poem was correct - "mistress of alliteration" lol
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July 11, 2012 at 9:40 AM
Thanks, Charlotte!
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