Danny Draper

Rookie - 432 Points (14 July 1963 / Kiama, New South Wales, Australia)

Syria 11 - Sonnet For School Incursions - Poem by Danny Draper

Aleppo children hung their art of war
They and school proud survivors of its score
It showed their trauma without and within
Each knew life and death and chances were slim.
Pictures of terror became common place
Tattoos of distress were every child's face
Art as therapy defiance to war
Innocence expunged forever more.
The school unscathed announced an art display
Hoping to bring some normal to the day
Expressions of the suffering and pain
Survival despite their leaders disdain.
Bashers' planes shed bombs, perversion, adding
Hyperrealism to a school's incursion.

Danny Draper
4/5/2014


Poet's Notes about The Poem

For the recent bombing of a school in Aleppo, Syria, about to hold an exhibition of the children's art about the war.

incursion2
/ɪnˈkɜʒən/ (say in'kerzhuhn)
noun an educational activity in which an artist, educator, etc., visits a school to give a demonstration, etc., of their specialty: a drama incursion.
[modelled on EXCURSION, with ex-, meaning `out', being replaced with in-]
www.macquariedictionary.com.au

Comments about Syria 11 - Sonnet For School Incursions by Danny Draper

  • Gold Star - 30,591 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (2/22/2015 8:15:00 AM)

    War makes difficult situations to functioning of nearby schools and distress to the children. A poem of relevance here made. likes. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,699 Points Anthony Di''anno (5/24/2014 3:01:00 AM)

    Absolutely stunning sonnet Danny. It carries the raw human side of war. A sombre read with a great ending and the essence of love bleeding through it. Very well written. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (5/6/2014 6:28:00 AM)

    Not meaning to overlook the horror of the event, but this really is a terrific sonnet because of the way you've turned it in the last two lines. One of the best last lines I can think of. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,010 Points Susan Lacovara (5/4/2014 12:04:00 AM)

    Sad to think that the charcoal renderings of innocent children be slathered in the ashes after a bombing. How is it even definable? You continue to teach us, preach to us through your mighty soldiers of words....I wish I could sit through a semester of your stirring stories. PEACE, my grand poet friend (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,199 Points Douglas Scotney (5/3/2014 11:23:00 PM)

    how can they do it, Danny, when they can see the bombs coming?
    Is it because it's relevant? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 3, 2014



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