#poem, «War»

(«War» by Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

The earth shakes

the wind stops blowing

the sky turns red

the sound of the million things rise to crush the gentle ears

and fire rips and burns the tender flesh.

Tears carve a path through skin that’s been ripped with someone’s hatred

and heaven opens its doors

with saddened smiles…

C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 30/05/2024 – Valencia, Spain

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  1. Avatar de janetsm janetsm dice:

    That’s a wonderful poem, Francis. Vivid for all the senses.

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    1. Thank you so much Janet.

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  2. Avatar de equipsblog equipsblog dice:

    Any place, any time, any one.

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      1. You’re most welcome. 😊

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  3. Avatar de jonicaggiano jonicaggiano dice:

    This is a powerful piece Francisco, Lovely work. Blessings to you both!

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    1. Thank you so much Joni! And blessings to you both too.

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  4. This is a wonderful poem, Francisco!

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    1. Thank you so much Dawn!

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