In the Meadow
English rhyme scheme in tetrameter
The sun and morning haze diffused
a bright soft blanket o'er the meadow,
to float and cloak what was misused,
the dead and dying in the shadows.
This meadow in God's placid gaze
where yesterday there laid two lovers
before the devil set ablaze
what this mourning blanket covers.
We are the children of all time,
we are the parents of tomorrow;
the bells in distant steeples chime
and wring with tears and drip with sorrow.
Yet still with hatred in our hearts -
within, a future battle starts.
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2017
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