Terry Flood Poet Sonnet

War - a Dead Loss

How many soldiers lie silent and dead
How many mothers and wives live in dread
How many daughters and sons cry in bed
How many fathers have tears they can’t shed

Despots, dictators and terrorist groups
‘Cross fingered’ governments leaping through hoops
And talking is futile for lest we forget
Tyrants do missiles and not tete a tete

Atrocity first with all of its dying
Then there’s the lying and the denying
Posthumous medals for those who can’t say,
“Man: Could we use a round table today?”

Soldiers shall ever be falling like tears
When dead have no voice… and tyrants - no ears

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Bill Baker November 16, 2023 at 4:38 PM Powerful poetry, Terry, I'm following you now. I thought I was, but this one wasn't on my feed, so I fixed that, my friend. I like every line, but the last two are both true and dynamic. Write On! A poet friend in Texas, Bill Terry Flood November 16, 2023 at 4:47 PM Thank you so much, Bill. You know, I only very recently realised the point of ‘following’. I couldn’t see what purpose it served… until I thought ‘I wonder what so and so is writing now’ and then struggled to remember how that persons name was spelt. Looks like I shall be selecting some ‘follows’ anon.

David Fisher November 10, 2023 at 3:44 PM This is quite a tribute for those without a voice; and a true look at the brutality, too. Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 4:09 PM Thanks, David. Glad it hit home. Terry

Daniel Turner November 10, 2023 at 3:17 PM I think you've been sandbagging us Terry. Excellent sonnet. I am impressed with the content but not surprised at your talent. Keep writing! Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 4:07 PM Thanks muchly, Daniel. I genuinely enjoy doing deep/profound/serious but I tend to see humour all around me (today I watched a TV ad for low cost cremations [I kid you not] with a money back guarantee… there just has to be a poem in that). Perhaps, I’ll surprise you again sometime soon ;-)

Sand Blown November 10, 2023 at 12:03 PM ...nice write....at some point the elders must take control from (earths) 'school- yard gang leaders'.....and expel them.... stan Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 5:05 PM I know in my heart that you’re right, Stan. We’re kinda seeing an attempt at that right now but the ‘collateral damage’ is off the scale. I guess in years to come, we’ll still be saying, “The end justifies the means.” It sure ain’t easy to watch though.

Ilene Bauer November 10, 2023 at 6:39 AM Wow! I shouldn’t be surprised that you can write a serious poem as amazing as your humorous ones, Terry, but I was surprised to see this nonetheless. A powerful poem with a final couplet that is absolutely brilliant! You have said what needs to be said over and over again, but you’ve done so in a way that few (if any) could match… Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 3:42 PM You’re way too kind, Ilene, but I shall accept your compliments with good grace and all due modesty ;-) Glad you enjoyed this. Now… what did I do with my ‘funny’ head?

John Lawless November 10, 2023 at 4:44 AM That about sums it up Terry. The final couplet captures the insanity and insensitivity of our world. Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 3:26 PM I actually had two final couplets and really wanted to use both. I ummed and arrred at some length as to switching ‘sonnet’ to ‘rhyme’ and using both but exercised a little self control and went with what I felt was most profound. Glad you enjoyed, John. Terry

Lin Lane November 10, 2023 at 3:20 AM Terry, I am in awe of your Sonnet. No smiles or laughter after reading this one from you. It’s gut wrenching in its truth. Terry Flood November 10, 2023 at 3:20 PM Thanks, Lin. I try to write something new for each armistice day and I though I was going to fail this year. This was my last go before giving up. Suddenly, it all just clicked.