John Lawless Poet Blank verse

Double Talk

Idle sit the swords in bloodied rust
old glories faded in the long dull blades
lie about cold beauty's savage lives
masked within the scars of victors songs.

Words unbent repent in ploughshare shame
succumb to acquiescent mumbling
rising in the throat of strangled steel
tempered by the stench of battles fear.

Is peace naught but a swords rekindling flame
sharpening both sides of fates cold wand.


©12/2/2019

If you live by he sword then you die by the sword Poetry Contest

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Charles Messina December 16, 2019 at 5:18 PM Nice take on the contest, John. Congratulations on your win. Charlie

Eve Roper December 15, 2019 at 7:23 PM John, congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve

Na Na December 15, 2019 at 5:32 PM Well done on getting a winning poem :)~ John

Silent One December 15, 2019 at 5:03 PM yes it is a double edged dilemma.. great take on the contest.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest..

Ann Foster December 5, 2019 at 8:49 AM So powerful... I liked this one very much. Ann John Lawless December 5, 2019 at 11:28 AM Thanks you Ann, for stopping to read and comment

Chris Green December 3, 2019 at 8:36 AM Really cool John. This was deep and affecting. Best wishes in the contest John Lawless December 5, 2019 at 11:27 AM tis a doubled edged dilemma....this sword