TOBOGGANS AND TERROR

Each month I reprise the three most popular pieces from the previous month. This time however, since all three poems are lengthy, I’m republishing one only. 
If you’d like to read the other two again, simply navigate to that particular post by scrolling down or clicking on Older Posts at the bottom of the current page.  


1. LAMENT 
        (Published 10 January 2015)

 


Ice petals on the blackthorn bow,
in twilight, masquerade as white
but it will never blossom now.
The world is slipping into night.
Weep for the last-extinguished light.

For generations to be born
into a world without birth right,
for darkness, fast approaching, mourn.
Weep for the last-extinguished light.

Grieve for the final, breaking wave
that slips away, the bird in flight
that falls to earth, the hungry grave.
The world is slipping into night.

Tears in the grey, relentless rain
resemble signatures we write
on farewell notes imbued with pain
Weep for the last-extinguished light.

Lament the sharpness of the blade,
the flesh, so vulnerable and slight,
the future plans so rashly made.
The world is slipping into night.
 
We must stand firm, repudiate
the bullet in its ghastly flight,
the torrent of extremist hate.
The world is slipping into night.
Weep for the last-extinguished light.

2. TOBOGGANING
          (Published 4 January 2015)

3. INCIDENT AT LOUGHBRICKLAND
          (Published 19 January 2015)