A coiled snake arises in the darkness,
As the silence of the night is shattered.
Glass panels in surrounding windows
Wait expectantly and reflectively for the bang.
Our feet patter pathetically across cold concrete,
Bare to the elements and the whim of gravity.
Murder coated rockets are whizzing towards us
Through the black sparkling skies above our heads.
Safety is eventually reached with seconds to spare
As the siren ceases and the eeriness begins its stare.
Then after a few laboured breaths their message arrives,
In the form of a distant boom and a trembling ground.
By Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss
For the last few days, Israel has been under attack from terrorists in the Gaza Strip. This poem documents the experiences I have encountered when rocket alert sirens have sounded across the city of Ashdod at night and the damage they cause both to humans and property.
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This inspires me to do my own poem then…
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Wow! man that was too deep, You just said it well that our minds just go off and as if we are a part of the poem. This is the first time I am reading a poem that even the detailed “Our feet patter pathetically across cold concrete, Bare to the elements and the whim of gravity” seems so real in front of us. As if you can also feel it. How I wish I can express ideas as clear as you did. You really are a poet.
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I love this post, it really inspire me to make my own poem.
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Simple but deep like an ocean..Your poem is so inspiring.You did it well man.Thank you for touching our hearts.
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