Over these beauty-strewn flower fields
my heart overwhelmed at last, it yields
to the clamour and the clash of shields
and bombs bursting in air.
And I imagine how the ghouls
of war and battle grab handfuls
of humans gathered here, like fools
to fight for something there
in those fields,
their hearts snatched cruelly from their chest
thrown up, confetti, and the rest
a bloody mass, the reeling guest
of Death astride its Pale Horse…
But now, the field is strewn with flowers,
confetti fell and by Love’s powers
became Her blossoms and Her bowers
of healing evermore
and never again, please,
never again war
In Confetti Fields,
Scattered
Charissa's Grace Notes 
So tragic yet so beautiful, with such an engaging rhythm
…and rhyme scheme. Sorry for the broken post… xxx
did you see your post, dear friend???
🙂
I am typing on an unfamiliar keyboard, and hit the enter key by accident.
No, silly gel!! Giggles…I mean the one I put up for you Special…YOUR post, the one you now have ownership of!!!
lol
I shall look for it at once… x
https://charissagrace.wordpress.com/2015/05/24/for-elli/
XOXO
PS: leaving for a cycling adventure…back in a few hrs, jus fyi when I don’t reply to your gigantic D’OH! lol
(chking phone as I don my kit)
Yes!
Thanks Melissa
❤
Breathing this one in.
Thank you…this was my “real” Poem of Remembrance for Memorial Day, and every single life lost in war…even the Taliban.
No…especially them.