Toppled Throne of Peace

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  • Grief

    Poem Commentary

    Balladeer's class, the terzanelle

    Toppled Throne of Peace

    As anger slowly suffers, grief withdraws.
    Though mending, Peace may not reclaim its throne.
    This soul is still harassed by rage’s jaws.

    The loss and tears allow this wrath a home.
    No timeline can exist for such a fire.
    Though mending, Peace may not reclaim its throne.

    Such power lies behind this force of ire,
    And still, I must move forward to survive.
    No timeline can exist for such a fire.

    The bitter pain reminds me I’m alive.
    A fierce and tender longing starts to rise,
    And still I must move forward to survive.

    The self I show is simply in disguise.
    I try to live each day as though not crushed.
    A fierce and tender longing starts to rise.

    Recovery takes time and won’t be rushed.
    As anger slowly suffers, grief withdraws.
    I try to live each day as though not crushed;
    This soul is still harassed by rage’s jaws.

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    MindNumbing commented on Toppled Throne of Peace

    08-18-2010

    Anyone who has suffered a profound loss in their lives can relate to this and appreciate it more that I can possibly describe, Simone. This is beautiful... form the 1st line to the last and everything in between.

    simoneaugustus

    08/18/2010

    Thank you so much for the kind words! Losses can be so hard to cope with and I am grateful for poetry to help muddle through it all. This was an assignment from Balladeer's class and it was a very cathartic write. While I am glad that you liked it, I am sorry that you can relate to it.

    poetrygirl95 commented on Toppled Throne of Peace

    08-11-2010

    All I have to say is that i LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE This poem.. great job!!!!

    simoneaugustus

    08/18/2010

    And I LOVE LOVE LOVE that you love it! Lol! This comment totally made my day; thank you so much!!!

    poetrygirl95

    08/19/2010

    your so welcome!

    WordSlinger commented on Toppled Throne of Peace

    08-10-2010

    This is very cool, but we poets can rebuild the Empire of Peace, little by little, ty WS

    simoneaugustus

    08/18/2010

    John, I agree absolutely! Patience plus persistence, and peace will be restored. (How's that for a bit of alliteration, huh?) Thanks for reading! :)

    cheronld commented on Toppled Throne of Peace

    08-06-2010

    While there are alot of poems that I can generally relate to...its only a few that hit me personally...this is one...sometimes the pain is the only thing you have that lets you know you are still alive...I was told once that as long as you can still feel pain you are still living...its when you stop feeling that the danger truly sets in...this was a very effective piece my friend....your words are prophetic...."though mending..peace may not reclaim its throne"....understanding has found its home...great write my friend...Cher

    simoneaugustus

    08/18/2010

    Cher, sorry it's taken me so long to respond, as I've been away for a while. I wanted to thank you so much for the generous kindness you've shown here. I believe every poet wishes to make that kind of connection to their reader and I am honored and humbled that this piece spoke to you. Thank you so much!

    Madelynn commented on Toppled Throne of Peace

    07-08-2010

    When I read poems like this- i almost feel writer's envy! lol, i wish I could lay out thought in such vivid detail, as you have here. Every line 'walked' on it's own! I find your mind to be a deep creation- that inspires all who grace your page- peace, Maddi, oh p.s.- and your personality, and spirit.. truely a gift for us all, your beautiful.

    simoneaugustus

    08/18/2010

    Maddi, your words leave me humbled and grateful. Sorry it took so long to respond. Thank you again, dear!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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