Spilt Milk

By Silver Spun Sand

Wed, 26 Aug 2015
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12 comments
 
Half asleep, 
he rubs his eyes -
pulls back the awning, 
glances outside.
 
From his mattress
on the floor picks up
a kaftan – soft
his bare-feet fall
on straw-strewn floor.
 
Picks up a chipped,
enamelled pail;
to light his way, 
a candle.  
 
Through a cornflower dawn
treads a well-worn path
to a barn atop a hill....
So goes the boy
who milks the goat.
 
From the distant city
a pall of smoke hangs low; 
a corridor of wind
scatters the dust...
 
small hands cup a flame –
then the sound of a plane,
at first a distant drone...
then louder, louder still.
 
Become yet another
sad statistic...a barn
atop a hill, a boy, an old 
grey goat, a candle, 
and a chipped, enamelled pail.
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Comments

Submitted by maisie on

shame - i fear the end.  how sad.

maisie angel Guess what?  I'm still alive!

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Good to hear from you, maisie. So very good.

Tina

 

Submitted by EB on

Nicely brought together.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, EBsmiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

So sad, effectively told in its simplicity and brevity. Is it based on a number of incidents or one in particular? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks for your thoughts, Rhiannon...inspired, as ever. Yes, it is a series of events, you are quite right.  A poem long in the writing, but more than worth it with comments, such as yours.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Such a sad scene within this poem Tina.

As always told in your unique way.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

My thanks to you, Jenny.  More than appreciated.

Tina

 

Submitted by Deborahbo on

Very sad. Point is clear. Moves the reader to empathize with the subject.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, Deborahbo - lovely name.smiley  Really appreciate your stopping by and taking the trouble to read.  Pleased you got something from it.

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Beautifully painted.

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, Bee.  Appreciated, no endsmiley

Tina