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War and Peace
Contributed by
Mad-Mancunian
on
Friday, 31st January 2003 @ 12:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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No longer do booted men march here,
Their barracks a lair for the creatures of this garden.
No longer a mighty edifice, that crumbling warden
Now a refuge for game from the missles of the hunter.
No longer does it inspire in its rivals fear and terror,
That jawbone crown'd with dragons' teeth cutting the horizon
No longer do proud men of the sword have here their haven:
The only bugles are the horn-calls of Nature.
No longer a hill-top monument to War
On top of the newly green hill;
Are the centuries-old ward and its towers
Reflected by the mirrors of the silent shore:
Many have left the gates; all is still-
And the ruined walls wreathed with flowers.
Copyright ©
Mad-Mancunian
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2003-01-31 12:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: War and Peace
(User Rating: 1 ) by mckayla on
Friday, 31st January 2003 @ 03:36:34 PM AEST (User
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Wonderful poem to read! thank you for sharing it!
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Re: War and Peace
(User Rating: 1 ) by LadyDama on
Monday, 10th March 2003 @ 03:39:33 AM AEST (User
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vivid visual imagery... thought proboking poem on the resilience of mother earth and peoples who strive for peace... precious... |
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