throwing bricks

Gold cherry

By Di_Hard

Mon, 23 Jun 2025
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If words were bricks, there's no building 

can hold my feelings, make today's News watertight

so tears cannot get in;

 

I'd hurl these at you

Murderer! Liar!

but all you'd hear is "Victor, and to you

the spoils". Do you consider so many, many deaths

collateral damage, or damage at all? 

Quel dommage -

what a pity! You have none.

 

I want to tear up these days like pavement slabs, and

throw them before oncoming history,

 

Howl,

 

not for my child, mother, father, lover, sister, brother - 

thank (not God, since He's behind you, according to some other words...)

my lucky stars perhaps, the kind which don't turn out to be bombs falling in the night -

 

for humanity, the billions

outside that righteous "we, us, our",

 

                                                               the remainder at the end of the sum. 

 

I can't do maths, prefer lines hand drawn, possibilities. Peace

is a time for little frictions, like wildflowers,  messy as Life.

 

You speak of strength, but your plough is drawn by the four horse-

men of the apocalypse -

 

only monsters could grow in land so cleared

 

 

 

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after reading Turlough's passionate https://www.abctales.com/story/turlough/fifty-one-empty-places-dinner-table

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Comments

Submitted by Turlough on

It was your final line that hit home for me Di...

only monsters could grow in land so cleared

Turlough

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thank you very much Turlough, and for your brilliant poem

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hear! Hear! Di, your words touched my soul and cry out for the world to listen. There seems to be so much fear for those unfortunate to be caught up in terror, I can understand your distress and Turlough's.

We live in scary times and have to carry on regardless. Keep writing your feelings down, both you and Turlough. People are listening...well I am anyway.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thank you so much Jenny. It feels wrong to write about this when it is not happening to me, all I know is listening to the news. I am not sure how many people knew about the Holocaust, but we do know about Gaza. I don't understand why it is being allowed. And what the people there must feel, sending out photos, pleading, and no one acts

 

Submitted by HarryC on

Wow!  Powerfully said.  And so right.

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thank you very much! What to do with all this emotion at what we are doing, allowing to be done

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Don't delete this one will you di? It deserves to stay here. Last line did it for me too

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thank you Claudine. Was wondering if it would need to be deleted so glad you think ok

 

Submitted by onemorething on

A starkly angry and powerful poem, Di. It's our Pick of the Day. Do share on social media. The painting is 'Bomb Falling into Water' by Leonard Rosoman (1942), I hope it's ok. It's in the public domain.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thank You so much Rachel! That is really kind. And the painting is perfect

 

Submitted by marandina on

"Peace

is a time for little frictions, like wildflowers,  messy as Life."

Just perfect.

There's so much inhumanity around at the moment. Not sure I can remember when the world was so messed up as it is now. 

Very definitely powerful and emotive words here, Di. Felt by so many.

Richly deserved accolades. 

 

Submitted by HarryC on

'Not sure I can remember when the world was so messed up as it is now.'

In 66 years, I certainly can't, either.  

Submitted by Di_Hard on

yes, feels like five minutes ago, before my rice boiled over. very scary

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou so much Paul. That bit came from listening to the Jon Stewart Weekly Show, which is SO GOOD. He was saying how starting war is an easy decision to make, so long as you don't consider the consequences. But making Peace is really hard, because it's compromises and every time something goes wrong, the Peace is blamed. Thankyou again for reading and commenting, much appreciated :0)

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

Thank you for this, Di. It's a wonderful howl of rage and grief, and we just need to keep howling, as many of us as possible.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I watched Trump have his tantrum when it turned out his 'deal' was looking decidedly shaky. Never mind the deaths. It's the deal that counts.

Thanks again for writing this.