Sunday, November 22, 2015

battlefield

Does an ordinary field of grass look intimidating to you? Maybe yes?





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battlefield




every forgotten field of grass
is linked to another one
by reasons of existence
at times barely demarcated
by a DMZ of muddy path,
gravel
the weeds guarding
with their blades
of spear tips
bending with the wind
looking out for their comrades,
the barbed wires of mimosa
forget-me-nots
waiting to trap
unsuspecting
feet.



12/02/2009
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i am the grass
i do not take sides.

-- dsnake1, i am the grass



Shared on Poetry Pantry #279 at Poets United.





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2015

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21 Comments:

Blogger Mary said...

Your poem is a solemn reminder of the fact that we really sometimes don't think about what all took place under the layers of grass beneath our feet as we walk....

22 November, 2015 22:32  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Mary, thank you for this new perspective. a lot of bloody history had happened over such fields.
the inspiration to write this is more mundane. i really tripped over some creepers while taking a short cut across a field. :)

22 November, 2015 22:50  
Blogger Donna Jo Wallace said...

Thank you for your perspective. A reminder of juxtaposition of peaceful / violent scenes.

22 November, 2015 23:03  
Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

Such a profound write.. love that quote!!

22 November, 2015 23:15  
OpenID thotpurge said...

So many stories there...

22 November, 2015 23:29  
Anonymous Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

Indeed so much bloody history in these gentle blades of grass...blood shed and grass changed to barbs and blades....I loved also your 'I am the grass'...very powerful writing!

22 November, 2015 23:30  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Donna Jo,

thank you! :)


Sanaa,

thanks! :)


thotpurge,

thank you! :)


Donna,

thanks! glad you went over to read the other poem. :)

22 November, 2015 23:33  
Blogger brudberg said...

Oh i have often thought about how spilled blood is part of the soli, of food we eat.. Human beings have created so much destruction.

22 November, 2015 23:39  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

It is horrible to think of war being waged on beautiful landscapes. How the grass and trees must shrink in terror. Thanks for the reminder that the land holds secrets and a lot of pain. Because of humans. Sigh.

23 November, 2015 01:45  
OpenID telltaletherapy said...

makes me think of battlefields and all the history buried by worms - fascinating insight so well put together

23 November, 2015 02:34  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Ah yes, the lives we know so little about, of other living things – eventful to them.

I LOVE 'i am the grass / i do not take sides' both as whole poem and two-line quotation. Profound!

23 November, 2015 05:30  
Blogger Torie said...

Oh, I like this. Grass is quite resilient. I like the strength in your words. This is really great writing, dsnake1!!

23 November, 2015 08:28  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Bjorn,

hmm, now that's another new angle, the food we eat...


Sherry,

but the grass and trees will grow over the craters and pits...


Laura,

"history buried by worms". fascinating indeed. :)


Rosemary,

thank you! that poem, one of my favourites that i had written. :)


Torie,

thank you for your kind words. :)

23 November, 2015 15:36  
Blogger Jae Rose said...

There are many battlefields and sometimes, yes a blade of grass can feel intimidating if it takes us outside our comfort zone..possibly into a war zone...literal, metaphorical or otherwise

23 November, 2015 21:27  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Jae, it was a weird take on what an ordinary field of grass could have been. yes, who knows what violence or deaths it could have witnessed in the past.

23 November, 2015 23:01  
Blogger Susan said...

A friend returned from Vietnam saw grass that way--death hid there. I felt your animation of it like his nightmare.

24 November, 2015 07:13  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

oh wow! there will be people who develop PTSD after some traumatic events. :(

24 November, 2015 15:19  
Blogger humbird said...

I find it so metaphorical....when I read 'grass' - one image, but when I read 'blades of grass' - I all get cringed....very cool! and besides...when you say( as famous poet: I'm grass) you are safe.

25 November, 2015 23:19  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

thank you, humbird! i guess adding "blades" gives it a different direction of emotion. :)

26 November, 2015 07:00  
Anonymous tinman said...

Tripped over by grass? serious?

28 November, 2015 22:28  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

creepers. they are like trip wires. :(

29 November, 2015 20:28  

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