SUE!!!!!!!!!
This brought me to tears. The form was created for this very poem. The depth of drama and detail are astonishing. The repetitive lines are exactly what is needed to draw the reader into the despair, the grief, loss and finally, hope that dying can bring in the face of suffering.
This is crazy wonderful poetry. First, the meter is rhymes are flawless to my ear. Each syllable is purposeful and wisely chosen. The images are striking --- some even painfully raw and powerful.
[quote]Set Free
Strong title. It reassures the subjects need.
The road is dark; the sky is bleak; her loved ones killed or gone. The rebels steal the wealth they seek, then rape and hurry on. Now all is lost, she has no will, though help lies just beyond the hill. Now all is lost, now all is lost; her baby boy lies cold and still.
Perhaps a substitute for killed might be slayed -
I only have cheers for the imagery the remaining stanza's unveil for the reader. This is powerful and thoughtful, in light of the incidents that occur in so many other countries everyday, this seems to, in some way, reflect the horrors of those happenings.
A powerful and heart wrenching tale woven with perfect meter and rhymes in the form that truly accentuates the emotions.
Big Hugs, Liz
Wish I could have left you more, however once again, you offer what I consider the best of the best in poetry.
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