Barbara Gorelick Poet Pantoum

Children of War

A little child cries in the night
Hope still a small flame inside
Longing for arms to hold her tight
Only hunger and fear abide

Hope still a small flame inside
Tears her only form of release
Only hunger and fear abide
Wanting the horror to cease

Tears her only form of release
Unable to understand  civil war
Wanting the horror to cease
Always afraid of an opening door

Unable to understand civil war
Her family dead in some grave
Always afraid of an opening door
No longer the will to be brave

Her family dead in some grave
Longing for arms to hold her tight
No longer the will to be brave
A little child cries in the night


Written for all the children who are victims of civil war

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Joseph Osita July 28, 2011 at 4:10 AM An excellent write,very touching.Congratulations on your big win.

Elaine George July 28, 2011 at 2:12 AM Heart-wrenching Pantoum. Many congrats on your SUPER WIN, Barbara. lainie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 27, 2011 at 4:28 PM Congrats BG on a great win in Pantoum with this wonderful write luv...

Jack Horne July 27, 2011 at 2:34 PM So touching. Many congrats on all your wins, Barbara : )

David Williams July 27, 2011 at 2:17 PM hey Barbara, congrats on your win, David

Carol Sunshine Brown July 27, 2011 at 10:54 AM Congratulations on your win in Paula Swanson's "Pantoum" contest Barbara. Love, Carol

Cyndi Macmillan July 14, 2011 at 7:30 PM I smell 1st place! This one slices the heart then pours vinegar into the wound. Only your slice is simple yet lovely language and startling images that will linger long into my night... because they are real. I thought the "afraid of an opening door" was the best line, the 'vinegar' as it really drives the terror 'home' (a place a child SHOULD feel safe in). This is my favourite entry in the contest. GOOD LUCK! Cyndi

Debbie Guzzi July 12, 2011 at 7:21 AM You go gal you sure have the line order right!!! Thanks for your sweet comment! Light & Love

Caryl Muzzey July 11, 2011 at 9:52 AM A beautiful write Barbara! The message of tears for all oppressed children somewhere. A well penned Pantoum, I enjoyed the read. Caryl

Carol Sunshine Brown July 11, 2011 at 8:11 AM Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us Barbara. I enjoyed reading it this lovely morning. May you have a wonderful week and enjoy life to the fullest. Love, Carol

Joe Flach July 10, 2011 at 8:30 PM Beautiful and powerful, Barbara. I love it. Joe

Carrie Richards July 10, 2011 at 6:18 PM It seems there are children suffering on all areas of the globe, because of some civil war, or unrest. It is heartbreaking know that each night as we go to bed...and sleep with such a thought in mind. A moving and heartfelt poem, Barbara.

Francine Roberts July 10, 2011 at 6:06 PM that was beautifully done