Percy Dovetonsils

Rookie - 64 Points (12 Aug,1948 / Tokyo, Japan)

An Armistice Of Wood - Poem by Percy Dovetonsils

At Shiloh, The Marne, and Waterloo,
Sribinica, Auschwitz, and Dien Bien Phu,
wherever the slaughtered dead soaked the earth
the marriage between man and forest grew.

The skeletrees
embraced the memories
of the long dead, saying:

'You died alone
bleeding into this earth
with no mother
to kiss your eyes.

'Press your face
into mine.
I, your mother,
never left.

'Now we are one
and every spring
we rise again
green, victorious, redeemed.'


Comments about An Armistice Of Wood by Percy Dovetonsils

  • Rookie - 431 Points Patti Masterman (2/17/2012 3:21:00 PM)

    Wow, this blew open the top of my head for sure. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 12 Points Martin O'Neill (2/17/2012 2:40:00 PM)

    This is poetry. Beautiful. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, September 7, 2009


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