Forge Ahead Shrugging

I write upon our history, pen smeared in blood 
Human legacy, wars enduring shame 
Brushed aside indelible ink
Readily forgotten 
The pregnancy pain, bonny baby took away 
Scar tissue, for the time being hidden

Behind basic instinct, survival is driven
Truth brings denial, all set for replay
Hollowed out, our core is rotten 
Feigning amnesia stinks
Unholy absolution, washes away blame 
Absence of conscience, shrugging off wet mud

Erosion of remorse, tames great biblical floods 
Waters have receded, but stains remain 
Edges collapse, into the brink 
Crumbling apart, sodden
Grasping at fading roots, crucified in loose clay
Divided we forge ahead, unbidden 


My Invented Form     I Write Upon Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France  28/01/2021
Syllable counted P/S. 12/10/8/6/12/10. per stanza
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Goldsmith Avatar
February 16, 2021 at 7:01 AM
Congratulations on your win. Love your first line, "I write upon our history, pen smeared in blood." We should learn from history but we do not. Enjoy your win with blessings.........................
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 16, 2021 at 8:25 AM
Heya Paula, thank you so much for congratulations, indeed we have short memories, where war is concerned, history forever repeating itself, cheers David
Y. Avatar
February 15, 2021 at 10:20 AM
Hi David, Congratulations on your winning write. Have a wonderful day:-) Alexis
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 15, 2021 at 10:56 AM
Thank you so much Alexis for looking in, with congratulations, tough contest, delighted with the placement, cheers David
La France Avatar
February 15, 2021 at 9:21 AM
David, congratulations on your win in my contest, I Write Upon, using my Invented Form, your poem is wonderful _Constance
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 15, 2021 at 10:55 AM
Thank you Constance, was a great contest, I’m delighted with your placement, certainly a tough form you invented, but looks great when it works out for you, cheers David
Blown Avatar
January 28, 2021 at 2:23 PM
nicely written....leaders are always out for power....they'll use any source as/for a logic to keep power...some are of a sociopathic mind set andt then...somehow ....going to heaven is permission to kill ....crazy people around....stan sand
Kavanagh  Avatar
January 28, 2021 at 2:44 PM
Thanks you Stan sand, absolutely the whole of human history is built on blood, regardless of culture, empire, or religion, peace is always tenuous, as you said til the next sociopath-nut job comes along, cheers David
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