Hymn, Unsung

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Tue, 15 Mar 2011
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“...Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire
Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire,
O still, small voice of calm.”

In roar and surge of voracious vowels...
of meteoric metaphors, of swirling similes,
come the journalist, the editor,
the TV and radio reporter.

But speaks for itself – a solitary picture;
silent, yet enlightening. A woman –
swathed in woollen blanket
by the ocean’s edge...

at her feet, all around, as far as the eye
can see, debris of what used to be
a thriving, bustling village;
her community...

Swept away; husband, children, friends.
Only listen to the whisper of a tear
on her cheek, and the shadow
of the word, unsaid...

in God's name, “Why?”

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Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Silver-Spun-Sand Absolutely word true and perfect. Couldn't put it better myself. This comes from bible doesn't it. I think. Have agood week thanks for all. He will reign King Of King's all over the earth. julie xx

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi, Julie, The quote is indeed a hymn called, 'Dear Lord and Father of Mankind'. Thanks for reading;-) Tina xx

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Tina, it's so sad what is happening over in Japan, your poem said it all, nothing can take away the saddness for these poor inocent people. Your expression of:- A woman - swathed in a woolen blanket by the oceans edge... at her feet, all around, as far as the eye can see, debris of what used to be a thriving, busling village; her community... This said it all for me, it makes you realise how lucky we are, don't you think? Thankyou for explaining your feelings so well. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Jenny - yes it is indeed heartbreaking. Thanks, so much, for reading this. Tina

 

Submitted by Dark Fox on
so deep and moving as usual.

Kayleigh Nichols

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Dark Fox - many thanks. Tina

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
New Silver-Spun-Sand Sorry, course it is we used to sing it. "Dear Lord and Father Of Mankind forgive our foolish ways. In deeper reverence praise. Thankyou julie xx

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
You are indeed right, Julie. Actually, I'll let you into a secret. My hubbie and I chose it as one of our hymns on our wedding day;-) Tina xx

 

Submitted by seashore on
I was drafting something on the same subject, Tina - but you have beaten me to it in more ways than one, though I may still do mine a bit later as it's very different to yours. Great piece. I can't get that image out of my head, can you? Coral

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Coral - you must post yours, undoubtedly;-) I shall look forward to reading it. As for 'that' picture, which I saw in the Daily Telegraph, a day or so ago now, and which you also obviously saw,it is indeed so very haunting. Many thanks for reading. Tina

 

Submitted by shoe on
Well put, a picture says it all doesn't it?

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
It certainly does, shoe...and it did. Your thoughtful comment, more than appreciated. Tina

 

Submitted by Dynamaso on
I think I saw the same photo. Such a powerful image. I've been wrestling with a way to write something about the disaster but I don't think I could match yours. A very powerful piece indeed.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Once seen, never forgotten - that image. Many thanks for reading and for your kind comment. Tina

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'In roar and surge of voracious vowels... of meteoric metaphors, of swirling similes, come the journalist, the editor, the TV and radio reporter.' - love the atmosphere created by these lines, Tina. A truly enthralling yet devastating piece. Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Magic. After seeing 'that picture' in the press, a poem I felt compelled to write. Each day the news from Japan gets worse and I hope and pray things will get better real soon, although for far too many, sadly, they never will. Tina xxx