My heart sheds itself
A glacial calving
Splashing
Into an ocean
Of salty tears
Children dying
Barrels of hell
Incinerate
Unfortunate souls
In their wake
Ghost towns appear
Cavernous emptiness
Gaping mouths of
Fear, dust, and concrete
Atrocities of power
Continue
The world goes ‘round
I bend my knees
My heart cries, “Why!!”
I crawl into my warm bed
********************************************
Glacier Photo: geologycafe.com
Our prompt for d”verse poetry group today is to write a poem using metaphors in a way that expresses a feeling without actually saying what that feeling is. The reader is supposed to tell what feeling came across to him/her as they read the poem.
Come join us at d’Verse: https://dversepoets.com/
Roth Poetry 
Powerful emotions Dwight! Your soul calves and the iceberg heart breaks into a sea of tears. Your unanswered prayer at the end… Very stirring!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much Walter!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Dwight!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Peace.
LikeLiked by 1 person
What undeserved grace and blessing we realize as we are safe and warm. Some whys are not for us to know….yet.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Yes you are right! Why’s only open the door for us to act!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You present a dilemma in living both with a soul and a body. It’s almost impossible not to contradict our whole selves when between the two is a vast gulf, one needing human justice and the other, a good night’s rest.
LikeLiked by 1 person
A lot of mixed emotions for sure. Unsolvable dilemmas.
LikeLike
Strong imagery…a call to end injustice (or maybe just go to bed)!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sorrow and heartbreak as ‘A glacial calving’ is powerful imagery, Dwight! I love the contrast of the splashing ice and ‘Barrels of hell’ incinerating.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Kim. I appreciate your great analysis of my poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Such contradiction here.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! I think all of us live with these contradictions in our life… what we believe, what we wish… and what we can actually do.
LikeLike
This is grief in all its raw and painful glory! The sense of helplessness at everything that’s wrong with the world… death and destruction.. sigh… how eloquently you describe it all!
PS: My blog is re-activated. I had to pay WordPress monthly bill…. sigh…💖
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much! You describe very well the feelings I was trying to portray in my poem. It is so sad.
Would you not have been able to start a new blog under a different name on the free site?
LikeLike
It’s alright. I am happy with my blog 🙂 been using it for 3 years now. I hope you like my quadrille 💖
LikeLiked by 1 person
I did not find your quadrille??
LikeLike
It’s there on dVerse ‘Burning inspiration Quadrille 51’ Mr linky list.. anyways here is a shortlink:
https://wp.me/p5QHkk-320
💖
LikeLike
The brutality of the world is in this shatter — we live here? And how shall we proceed? I read this and think of 400,000 Syrians in a rebel-held city getting bombed to extinction and remember me sighing and wondering if there’s anything for dessert.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Change and action can only come through awareness. I believe we tend to shelter ourselves from the reality of what is going on! Thanks for your great comment!
LikeLike
empathy and action
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes… thank you very much!
LikeLike
This poem brings out the emotions felt when a lack of control is realized, feeling helpless and wanting to return to a comfort zone. The imagery is a strong reminder that it happens everywhere and to everyone.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Astrid. It is hard to see what goes on in the world and not be able to do anything.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well written !!… powerful
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much!
LikeLiked by 1 person
🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I liked this phrase: “glacial calving” Nice picture to go with it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Frank!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I feel the helplessness and call for justice here… it’s how we all go to bed.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very sad indeed. We must make a difference one person at a time, where we are at the moment!
LikeLike
helplessness, imploring – weary
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, helpless…. like watching a house burn with the family inside.
LikeLike
Ah, the helplessness we feel in light of the tragedies of today. The urge for a call to arms. The feeling the problems of the world are too much for any mere mortal. The retreat. Well done, Dwight!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Sarah. An overwhelming feeling.
LikeLike
I sense helplessness in this piece. In addition, there is an undertone of guilt because while bad things happen in the world, the “I” of the poem has the luxury of a warm bed.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, you assessed it very well! Thank you for reading!
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure. I enjoy reading your work. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person