James Fraser Poet Rhyme

Ashen Decay

We arose from the bunker
To a scene never seen
What was once green and vibrant
Ashen, no gleam

Below the church we stand
In staring appall
No sense we make of it
This deathly thrall

They did it, they went and did it
The buttons, they pressed
Mindless, crazy idiots
In their war mongering zest

Choking, spluttering we are
In confused look around
Shadows of where they were
Graffiti surround

Black shadows fly
Amidst the ashen decay
Carrion cravers they be
In flesh stripping array

Emaciated to thin
In skeletal walk, we
To where, we're not sure
In this land, we be

Radiated and stressed
As we peer to our sun
Decades in the dark, we'll be
Man's new era has begun








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Wilma Neels January 16, 2011 at 8:34 AM A thought provoking write James at time it is scary because our leaders are into things for personal gain and look beyond the plight of the man on the street.. brilliant write ;)

Sidney Beck January 15, 2011 at 12:31 AM .....oops...... just poking in here to say thanks for your kind remarks about KRASIN...I too as a boy had a ship-o-holic existence....my family worked in the shipbuilding industry so you can imagine the regular conversations about real ships ....later I began to make model ships ( some with sails, some steam, etc) out of solid wood, in fact it was woodcarving but very unskilled and untutored...I still am a ship nut !If you are intrested I have a poem called SUBMARINE...regards...Syd

Audrey Haick January 14, 2011 at 9:19 PM This threat is pressing on our doorsteps and our "leaders" argue and fight on the less significant things. Yet, the world will evolve and hopefully, "man" will finally "get it", James. Always, Annalise

Carolyn Devonshire January 14, 2011 at 5:11 PM A powerful account of the scenes we might find after a nuclear attack, James. At least you provide hope in the last verse as a new era begins once the radiation wears off. Awesome poem! Love, Carolyn

Michael J. Falotico January 14, 2011 at 4:20 PM Excellent flow to this piece... so well written my friend...

Sara Kendrick January 14, 2011 at 2:55 PM Iinteresting topic that you have presented..Good rhythmn and flow to the work..Sara