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Broken Bloodlines

by Clara Mae Gregory

Blood is blooming
In this carnage,
Where lives are
left in pieces
Of abortive debris-
Like devalued dung
Deposited on a doorstep
Without any dignity.

05/10/2018

Author's Note: new stuff

Posted on 05/10/2018
Copyright © 2018 Clara Mae Gregory

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Brian Francis on 05/15/18 at 04:13 PM

Brevity at its best. I'd be curious of the inspiration, personal or inspired from outside sources. Beside everyone knows friends are the best family. Thanks for this thoughtful poem. --bf

Posted by Glenn Currier on 05/18/18 at 12:52 PM

All life has dignity, even the broken aborted pieces dangling together in a person. Thanks for this thought-provoking piece, Clara Mae.

Posted by Rob Littler on 05/19/18 at 01:15 AM

I can't decide if the fact blood is blooming is good or bad, or if it just is a description of the situation we find ourselves in currently. It is easy to devalue lives other than my own, which I find myself at odds with daily. It is more than existential, it is almost Keatsian for me. Thanks

Posted by Rob Littler on 05/19/18 at 01:15 AM

I can't decide if the fact blood is blooming is good or bad, or if it just is a description of the situation we find ourselves in currently. It is easy to devalue lives other than my own, which I find myself at odds with daily. It is more than existential, it is almost Keatsian for me. Thanks

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