~ The Edge of After ~

Photo by Yasin Akgul/AFP/Getty Images – Guardian.com under a Creative Open License

When war is your “normal”,
How do you find peace?
Is it the breaths between bombs,
When the dust motes circle,
Sparkling in sun beams?
Is it the silence of the dead,
The lack
Of thudding thunder,
Or bloodied wonder of whistling
Missles overhead?
Is it as simple as securing
A safe path through the tumbled
Rubble of what used to be your school?
Is it found in the tiny, yellow flowers
Heads bobbing in the breezes
In the middle
Of a minefield?
Is it the warm comfort
Of a hot meal on nights
When you dared to light a fire?
Is it the softly repeated prayers,
Whispered balms for a tired mind?

When war is your “normal”,
You find peace in the small things,
In quiet moments of reprieve —
Of “not war”.
The kinds of punctuated pauses
That had no drumbeat,
No percussion,
When war is your “normal”,
It is hard to remember
That there ever was a

~ C.L.R. ~ © 2018

About dragonkatet

Regarding the blog name, Dragon’s Dreams ~ The name comes from my love-affairs with both Dragons and Dreams (capital Ds). It’s another extension of who I am, a facet for expression; a place and way to reach other like-minded, creative individuals. I post poetry and images that fascinate or move me, because that’s my favorite way to view the world. I post about things important to me and the world in which we live, try to champion extra important political, societal and environmental issues, etc. Sometimes I wax philosophical, because it’s also a place where I always seem to learn about myself, too, by interacting with some of the brightest minds, souls and hearts out there. It’s all about ‘connection(s)’ and I don’t mean “net-working” with people for personal gain, but rather, the expansion of the 4 L’s: Light, Love, Laughter, Learning.
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2 Responses to ~ The Edge of After ~

  1. This brings tears to my eyes and pain to my heart Corina. The image makes me want to gather up that child and lead her to safety. She seems to have adjusted to the conditions in which she’s existing but ~ having worked with refugee families fleeing war~torn Bosnia in the 1990’s ~ I know that the horrors of war are impossible to forget ~ mother’s huddling under the bed with their daughters, because ~ years after they’d watched their menfolk shot in front of their eyes ~ they didn’t feel safe enough to sleep in the ‘safe’ city apartments we’d allocated to them. And ~ even now, after all the media coverage ~ ignorant people believe that they’re trying to enter our country to claim state benefits and take away our jobs! Unbelievable. ❤

    • dragonkatet says:

      Thank you for reading, Jacqueline. I feel so badly for the children in those war-torn countries. For some of them, war is all they have ever known. No child should have to endure such terrible experiences. I know what you mean about the rampant ignorance shown to refugee immigrants – there is so much intolerance in my country, too. None of those jerks seems to understand how our country helps create these refugees by their constant war-mongering. 😦 But thank you again for reading and commenting!

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