poet Hebert Logerie

Hebert Logerie

After The Boom

There is total silence
No offense, no defense
Everything stops
There are no mops
No janitors
No dancers
No firemen
No policemen
Dust covers the Sun
Dirt hovers over the Moon.

The unnatural eruption
The infernal demolition
Hell lives on Earth
Death sleeps on the turf
Children cannot wail
Adults cannot yell
The devils are present
God must be absent
Explosion is everywhere
This is too much to bear.

After the boom…
There is total silence.

Tear Down the Walls

That was a powerful statement
Made by a serious President.
These words changed the continents
And the whole world.
Those words made a lot of sense
To the young and the old.
That was back then,
Why now, more walls are being erected.
I guess, we, humans,
Never learned from our shortsighted
Experience due to selfishness,
Greed, hypocrisy, and weakness.
There is always a humane way
To encircle the heavens with your concrete walls
And your venomously man-made bay.
No matter how tall
Is your fence, you cannot stop the air
From traveling and twirling in the atmosphere.
You cannot stop the waves from caressing the shore.
You cannot stop the volcanoes from burning the floor.
All walls will come down one day.
All chiefs will return penniless to the alley
Of death, where vitam aeternam is a laughing matter;
When Mom speaks, you better listen to Mother.
Brother against brother, sister against sister,
Nation against nation, the universe belongs to my brother,
To my sister and to all of us; it does not matter
Where you were born,
The sound of the horn
Will disintegrate your soul when the time comes.

Please tear down the walls and plant colorful mums.

Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2009
Poem Edited: Thursday, October 13, 2011

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  • Adrian Wait (11/30/2009 3:29:00 AM)

    Excellent poem, stunning insights... thank you

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  • Paul Du Plessis (10/1/2009 8:36:00 AM)

    Redolent of the silence I remember after detonating a land-mine in 1979. A poignant blend of anger and shock.

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  • Adi CoxAdi Cox (10/1/2009 7:38:00 AM)

    I like the angle that you come from with this poem about 911. The eary silence of post destruction is a powerful setting. There are so many unanswered questions and things that do not make sense about 911. These unanswered questions are an eary silence at a different level. The dust has settled and the truth has been covered up. Excellent poem.10/10.

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  • Adeline FosterAdeline Foster (9/27/2009 1:12:00 PM)

    I guess the majority of your readers did not connect the date to the poem. There are and have been other causes of explosions and dust to cover the sun. The poem is well written and I for one got the point.
    Adeline

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  • Dr. Sonal Chhaya (9/26/2009 3:02:00 AM)

    Very thoughtful....Excellent, well penned......

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  • MAGNUS ABRAHAM-DUKUMA (9/23/2009 12:57:00 PM)

    ...invitation to imagery with sad memories...

    Good poem, brother, good poem!

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  • warner treuter (9/20/2009 9:07:00 PM)

    Excellent concatenation of descriptions.

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  • Adens Kamwi (9/20/2009 3:44:00 AM)

    feels like hiroshima all over again...i can see the scene in my head when i read this poem, that was a disaster that should never be seen again...but apart from that its a good poem....

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  • Alex NodopakaAlex Nodopaka (9/18/2009 9:55:00 AM)

    Thanks for giving me signs of your life. I appreciate your side by side French/English and socio political poems.

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  • E DM (9/15/2009 8:44:00 AM)

    Hello Herbert, there are some powerful images in this poem. I like the following:
    there are no mops
    no janitors
    no dancers
    no firemen
    no policemen

    and especially:

    death sleeps on the turf

    what I would like to see more is a more specific exploration of what you can see after the explosion (I presume it is atomic...) . Why can't children wail? what happened to them? and I don't mean for you to explain it to us, but find a powerful metaphor, allegory, etc to give us the 'impression' of what happened to those children. For instance when an atomic bomb goes off, some bodies get carbonised and leave a shadow on the wall that still stand. The wail of those children would then be printed forever on that stone...good luck, enea

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  • Claude H Oliver Ii (9/14/2009 11:33:00 PM)

    The silence that begs for us to examine us.

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  • Ravi SathasivamRavi Sathasivam (9/14/2009 2:10:00 AM)

    Sometime its so sad but its so true
    Silent is deafening.
    Good poem and well penned
    Enjoyed reading it
    Thanks

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  • Saswata Debray (9/13/2009 11:25:00 PM)

    Very vivid and tragic. Some bomb is going to blast. Such kinda feeling the poem gives in the readers mind :)

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  • Dorota SzumilasDorota Szumilas (9/13/2009 1:32:00 PM)

    Total silence... I've written poem: Silence and echo. What do you think about echo? But after the Book of course. But total silence was heard... sometimes. Very sad but true.
    Thank you for this poem
    Dorota

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  • Philosophy of a DewyFlower (9/13/2009 10:43:00 AM)

    a good title hides a tragic event
    well penned!

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  • Ernestine NorthoverErnestine Northover (9/13/2009 8:26:00 AM)

    It is so true, the silence is deafening. Eerie vacuum as if everything has stopped forever. Great explanation, you have captured the event so well.
    Love Ernestine XXX

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  • Anand Madhukar (9/13/2009 3:14:00 AM)

    A chilling decription of what is fast becoming a bitter reality for all over the earth.

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  • R. H. PeatR. H. Peat (9/12/2009 6:04:00 PM)

    After the Boom…

    There is total silence
    No offense, no defense
    Everything stops
    There are no mops
    No janitors, No dancers
    No firemen, No policemen
    Dust covers the Sun
    Dirt hovers over the Moon.

    The unnatural eruption
    The infernal demolition
    Hell lives on Earth
    Death sleeps on the turf
    Children cannot wail
    Adults cannot yell
    The devils are present
    God must be absent
    Explosion is everywhere
    This is too much to bear.

    After the boom…
    There is total silence.

    Looking at L5 and L6 in my proposition: (lines) Two parallel constructed lines beneath one another form a metaphor called antithesis: meaning setting things in contrast, converse or reverse: exact or direct: Antithesis forms an opposition, contrast, balance or a proposition of opposites already proposed. So by doing this your lines like no janitors or no dancers is also meaning like no firemen or no policemen. It puts all of the items in correlation and relationship to one another; rather than a list which is a big bunch of things. Antithesis says in a deeper sense that when the simplest is gone the most complex is gone. This kind of construction here says: when one is gone they are all gone, the are one unit linked together in relationships, all their baggage as well is linked. Chained antithesis is really a nice kind of metaphor. Think about it a bit, It might be a bit difficult here to see, but with another look see it will come to you, what has happened in the lines.

    As a whole I really like the statement here. War is a lose/lose situation in most cases.

    A poet friend
    RH Peat

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  • Carol TepanaCarol Tepana (9/12/2009 4:06:00 PM)

    this poem is eerie but has a profound affect which leaves you astounded with the silence wondering what was before the boom! , how there was life as we once knew, which was taken out by the boom..... Silence may be golden in life, and their is dead silence both are of the same branch.... you have made me stop in my tracks and to appreciate little things in life....Thank you....splendid writing...

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  • Linda OriLinda Ori (9/12/2009 11:48:00 AM)

    This brings to mind the uncanny silence and devastation of 9/11. It's like mankind stopped in mid-existence, waiting for the next breath. Well done!

    Linda

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