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Feeding Ground

  • Categories Poetry & Prose
  • Date October 19, 2011
Feeding Ground

Bullets cause death beside me.
They are shaped like words
and feel as leather whips.
They crack and leave broken bones,
broken dreams.
They shatter through windows
and weaken seams.

Missteps cause destruction beside me.
They are shaped of soft lips
and feel like the sun.
They snap ankles,
twisting reality back to truth.

This is what you do โ€“
your miles and miles of misuse.

Faith is brought down before me.
In patterns of politicians,
in verse of destructive precision.
We fight ’til there is no sound,
left naked and unarmed โ€“

on your feeding ground.

 

*Picture by Akenord

 

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    26 Comments

  1. fred
    October 20, 2011
    Reply

    Strong piece Jess. Excellent points in here. Poetically I love the way you set it up. The three stanzas first lines are great. Bullets cause death…/Missteps cause destruction…/Faith is brought down. Very nicely done. Thanks

    • Jessica
      October 20, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you my dear. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. libithina
    October 20, 2011
    Reply

    ‘cracked’ ‘ankles’ ‘snapped’ ~ pain conveyed sharply felt Jess ~
    like a ‘greenstick’ fractured ~ split ~ ‘They are shaped of soft lips’~
    words ~ that cut deep ~ and consumed ~ whole ~’left naked’ ~ stripped bare ~
    really right to the bare knuckle Jess ~ ‘faith brought down’ ~ Lib

    • Jessica
      October 20, 2011
      Reply

      I appreciate it Libby. I am happy you came by. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. brian miller
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    wow the vulnerability on that feeding ground…the power of words…this is tightly drawn and effective…really nice verse…

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you Brian ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Claudia Schรถnfeld
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    bullets like words or words like bullets…both is possible…sad when things hurt us so much and leave us broken…well expressed pain here…felt…

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you for reading Claudia! ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Anthony Desmond
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    nice opening line… the strength in this piece is immense.. great write

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. Adura Ojo
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    “Missteps cause destruction beside me.
    They are shaped of soft lips
    and feel like the sun.
    They snap ankles,
    twisting reality back to truth.”
    Powerful imagery. Like the way you turn it all round – “twisting reality back to truth”.

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you Adura ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. Natasha
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    Whoa, poet! Fierce images abound! Snapped ankles? Are you kidding me…the thought alone brings goosebumps and sickened stomach! Needless to say you’ve more than touched this reader…uggg Let’s hope those feeding grounds can remain occupied long enough to accomplish some change!

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      You are too sweet my dear! Thank you love. ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. Louise
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    So powerfully expressed…”We fight โ€™til there is no sound,
    left naked and unarmed โ€“
    on your feeding ground.” ~ I felt this one..great write

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      I appreciate it Louise ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. ayala
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    Powerful and great write.

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you Ayala ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. Joe Hesch
    October 25, 2011
    Reply

    I forgot how hard that beautiful butterfly could sting. Great to see you, Jess. And great to read your powerful words here.

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      You are a sweet one Joe. Love & Hugs. xoxoxo

  11. Poetryman
    October 26, 2011
    Reply

    Great use if imagery to describe the feelings of pain and suffering. Loved it

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you! ๐Ÿ™‚

  12. Peter
    October 26, 2011
    Reply

    Angry and powerful…strong piece of writing as always. // Peter.

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you sweetie ๐Ÿ™‚

  13. Percy@dreamhopewrite
    October 26, 2011
    Reply

    The first few lines in this poem creates an imagery of the power of words so well! “they are shaped like words but feel like leather whips. Very well written piece

    • Jessica
      October 26, 2011
      Reply

      Thank you so much, I appreciate you stopping by. ๐Ÿ™‚

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