Thursday 27 February 2014

Protest.

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He could have stayed silent,
Our poet of outrage.
Safe, secluded in his room,
Of books.

His words, his thoughts, his anger
Escaped to lesser minds,
Outside, where convenient
Stones lay.

Written for Magpie Tales. Sorry, I could find nothing funny in this sad indictment of violence.

11 comments:

  1. Food for thought early in (my) morning. Good for me, I'm sure. Nice to see you up and about (online, that is)!

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  2. Our poet of outrage?? We need his words of protest, crave them.

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  3. I love outrageous poets! Your label gave me the giggles btw!

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  4. excellent poem Stafford and very sad

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  5. Sombre.I could only see a dark side too.

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  6. nothing better than convenient stones for an outraged poet.
    Cheers!

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    1. I guess there are other interpretations of being stoned....

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