Best Cinque Poems

Cinque Terre 
     by Edmund Siejka

We were in the Italian Rivera
A once in a lifetime trip
Hiking along the remote cliffs of Cinque Terre
Along narrow rock strewn paths
Barely wide enough
For goats.
 
We continued
Clinging to the cliffs of the coastline
Crossing over flimsy wooden...

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Waves crash down each day by day
As fishing boats dare make their way
The village square, by dawn, now quiet
as endless waves, with rocks, play riot

Then hustle and bustle, taunting streets
With men and boys from fishing fleets
Children scamper, scurrying, scream
While women weighing fish they clean

When midday...

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Dry and sun scorched cliffs.
The vast ocean lies below.
Sweat drips from my brow....

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Red blood was shed as their land was taken
Red graves lie unmarked behind shuttered schools
Treaties flouted through Parliament's rules
With redskins confined to reservation
Red songs unsung and red tongues forgotten

Tear off the scab of self denial
Beneath the skin all our blood is red
Together mourn unforgotten dead
Canada's...

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