Eugene Levich

The Yazidi Woman's Dream - Poem by Eugene Levich

Horses of the Apocalypse

Coursing through a mother's dreams
In the black terror of the night.
Their hooves striking sparks—
Flinging off the stars of the universe

Their sweat-streaked flanks stink of dread
Their nostrils snorting crimson blood
Wild eyes flair in pain -
They gallop through the stench of smoke—
Those clouds dripping cordite rain.

Ghosts and demons bare-backed astride
Plow their spurs into the horses' sides
Swinging whips, scimitars, and maces
Raping when they alight the seven graces.

Topic(s) of this poem: Religion

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written in horror at the massacre of the Iraqi Yazidi minority on Mt. Sinjar in August,2014.

Comments about The Yazidi Woman's Dream by Eugene Levich

  • Bri Edwards (8/2/2016 12:08:00 AM)

    damn nice, if we can call it nice, poem. i mean nicely-flowing, and bringing to mind vivid images. but i think i'd use a couple of commas in the last line.

    seven graces? is this what you refer to?

    The seven gifts of the Holy Spirit is an enumeration of seven spiritual gifts originating with patristic authors, [1] later elaborated by five intellectual virtues[2] and four other groups of ethical characteristics.[3][4] They are: wisdom, understanding, counsel, knowledge, fortitude, piety, and fear of the Lord (wonder) .

    hiya, Gino, enjoy cooling temps.....i hope.

    bri ;)

    p.s. i see another comment by another wise guy, below. no, i did NOT say wiseguy! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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  • Bri Edwards (10/13/2015 10:15:00 PM)


    WHO KNEW? NOT ME, AND I was BAPTIZED and I was CONFIRMED in the Lutheran Church. maybe I was in the wrong church. Now, I am found in no church unless it is for someone’s wedding and I try to avoid THOSE! ! !

    Gifts of the Holy Spirit
    As Baptism, we receive seven special gifts from the Holy Spirit. These gifts are freely given to us to help us live as followers of Jesus and to build up the Body of Christ, the Church. The Gifts of the Holy Spirit are sealed and strengthened within us at Confirmation. These seven gifts help us to respond to the presence of the Holy Spirit in our lives, to make good choices, and to serve God and others.

    Wisdom is the gift of knowing the right choices to make to live a holy life. The gift of wisdom helps you to avoid the things that could lead you away from God.

    Understanding is the gift of comprehension, or the ability to grasp the meaning of the teachings of the Church. The gift of understanding helps you be tolerant and sympathetic of others. It helps you sense when someone is hurting or in need of compassion.

    Right Judgment, or Counsel, is the gift of prudence. The gift of right judgment helps you make choices to live as a faithful follower of Jesus.

    Courage, or Fortitude, is the gift that helps you stand up for your faith in Christ. The gift of courage helps you overcome any obstacles that would keep you from practicing your faith.

    Knowledge is the gift of knowing and enlightenment. The gift of knowledge enables you to choose the right path that will lead you to God. It encourages you to avoid obstacles that will keep you from him.

    Reverence, or Piety, is the gift of confidence in God. This gift of reverence inspires you to joyfully want to serve God and others.

    Wonder and Awe, or Fear of the Lord is the gift of wonder and respect that encourages you to be in awe of God. The gift of wonder and awe moves you to so love God that you do not want to offend him by your words or actions.

    WUR(or C) C(or F) KR(or P) W and A(or F of the L) ? ? ? ? .........if the list of graces were an acrostic (poem) ......... it would sound too close to 'work' for my taste!

    these are not the same, but remind me of the Boy Scout Law, which I repeated many times as a Scout.
    It DID include reverent, but to whom or what I was supposed to be reverent I never asked.

    interesting poem for sure.

    favorite lines;

    “Their nostrils snorting crimson blood
    Wild eyes flair in pain -
    They gallop through the stench of smoke—
    Those clouds dripping cordite rain.” …………………. I know this poem is supposed to be serious, but I must say I hope it doesn’t cause ME nightmares!

    : ( bri
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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