Carolyn Brunelle


Evil Planting - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

A lovely garden growing there
Cast aside in frenzy’s pace,
To plant some evil thing
Deep wthin soft virgin soil.

No thought for innocence;
No grace fell there
Upon child-like eyes,
Just the hate-filled doing of it.

Fields of glory
Ripped asunder, with no care
For smallest wonder
Flourishing there.

Pushed aside for blind purpose
The heart of a flower beats no more;
Silence falls on sparrow song,
For death is a quiet thing.

But someday the soiled memory
Will pierce through time and space;
See the awful thing rooted there,
.................. and scream.

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Comments about Evil Planting by Carolyn Brunelle

  • (4/24/2008 12:32:00 PM)


    Carolyn, very enjoyable read.
    Ian
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 4, 2008


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