Charlotte Ballard


A House In Lebanon - Poem by Charlotte Ballard

I wiped blood off a dead child's face
this morning,
Between 'Was that one egg or two? '
And 'Pass the butter, dear.

Bullet speckled walls
Bled gray, stucco dust
Onto a geography lesson
Forgotten on a green tiled floor, while
One lone tennis shoe,
Tipped sideways lingers by chalk outlines
Drawn by trembling cop fingers

Would you like
Another bagel, Honey?
Or just a refill on the coffee?

Toy soldiers
Scattered by a pitted
Face as the child now grown
Tries to stop the nightly torment of
Shadowy figures
Taunting from a
Broken whirl-around

One bullet does it.

Machine guns rattle like a woman in labor
Answered by a babe's shrieks
Fading quickly as I
Lean to start my car.


Comments about A House In Lebanon by Charlotte Ballard

  • Barry A. Lanier (2/22/2009 2:48:00 PM)

    Such a poigant yet tragic scenario which you brought to life, , , , it really leaves this reader with the impression you were there, , , , , (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, March 11, 2013


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