Bread

Cherry

By onemorething

Fri, 14 May 2021
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Soon even the red hills

will be ploughed with men;

this earth of bread and bone,

our stomachs hollow,

when all that can be milled 

is stone, dust - a land of winters,

ungreened,

        unstarred,

                disowned,

in the ache of history,

a torrent of night,

and the moon will proclaim

its new kingdom in pale songs. 
 

 

Written for Dylan Day, for Black Bough Poetry. Somewhat, unsuccessfully, but I had an attempt at Dylanesque. 
 

Image is from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_Trip_to_the_Moon_(Le_Voyage_dans_la_Lune).jpg

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Submitted by Ewan on

and recognisably both yours and inspired by DT.
I like it.

Author Page at the 'Zon
 

Submitted by onemorething on

Oh good! Thank you, was very uncertain about it this morning. :) 

 

Submitted by sean mcnulty on

Really love this one. Mr Thomas would too.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thank you! That's a lovely compliment. Very happy you liked it. :)

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Brilliant stuff!

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks insert! :) 

 

Submitted by Ross_Lowe on

This is gorgeous, and as Dylan as it comes. Brilliant stuff, Rachel.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks Ross, really happy you enjoyed it. I was worried that I hadn't captured enough that was Dylanesque, so glad I did. :)

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

That is a shout of a poem! Wish I could write like this

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Ah, thanks Di, your poetry is beautiful!! :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rachel,

this is such a great tribute to Dylan Thomas, one of my favourite poets. I had no idea about the Black Bough Poetry till I checked it out today.

Well done.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thank you Jenny. Glad you liked it. Black Bough Poetry is a real force for good on Twitter and publishes lovely collections of poetry. :)