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Lavender
Lavender
May 05, 2025 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)
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The View From The Mountain Top

If one looks down
most carefully,

one's hardened heart
may almost see

a tear fall,
so despondently,

from the last child of the Earth.

— Lavender, May 05, 2025

About This Poem

Last Few Words: When love for power and wealth is used to rise to the top...

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Dalton

1 year 1 month ago

Dearest Lavender

Brevity composed through to a desperately sad denouement. Pertinent to our times afflicted by the evil god of war. Your poems title is arresting and hit me deeply the entire poem.

Regards John

Lavender

Lavender

1 year 1 month ago

Dear John,

I saw a video of a little girl, maybe 8,9, 10 years old, in Gaza being asked what she and her small brother needed. Her face was so full of fear, and she couldn't speak without sobbing - you know those sobs that wretch from your chest and keep you from catching your breath? No child, anywhere should have that heaviness, fear or horror. I continue to pray for all those affected by war, all of whom are our brothers and sisters.
Thank you, John.
Lx

D

Dalton

1 year 1 month ago

Dearest Poet

Our brothers and sisters and children indeed the children of God. War is the abomination of humanity though the multitudes fear and loath it to the core of their being it's the minority who rise to power and twist truth into false propaganda for their own evil purposes they are the enemies of their own species.

Sen99

Sen99

1 year 1 month ago

Power of Brevity

Hello Lavender impactful poem with minimum words, like the way you rhymed lines 2.4.6. Also the last word Earth is an anagram of heart, the end of line 3. Good work as always.

Lavender

Lavender

1 year 1 month ago

Thank you, Sen,

for your comments, and sharing your insight to the words "Earth/Heart." A beautiful thought.
L

Geezer

Geezer

1 year ago

I think...

that one's heart becomes hardened in self-defense. Each time we look at the world through soft and innocent eyes, we are hurt. Bless those that have no defense against the evils of war. Brevity is the word here, nice job. ~ Geez.
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Lavender

Lavender

1 year ago

Hello, Geezer,

I think you are right, there is an element of survival for us. How fortunate we are to be able to put the horrific reality aside, even for a few minutes, and also focus on the joys and beauty of our own lives. And, yes, how to even pray and offer hope for those who cannot?
Thank you for your thoughts!
L

Rula

Rula

1 year ago

Dearest Lavender

I came to this so many times the last few days, and I read it again today in hope to find the right words, but really no words can well express my feelings.
I wish those who have the power would understand.
Very insightful!

Lavender

Lavender

1 year ago

Hello, Rula,

So many conflicts around our planet - so many suffering children.
Warmest regards to you,
Lx

John Leslie O'Kelley

John Leslie O'Kelley

1 year ago

L

I FEEL YOUR HEART AND KNOW THAT WHAT IS COMING ISN'T GOOD, BUT TAKE COURAGE I HAVE SEEN THE RESSURECTION AND TENS OF THOUSANDS OF ANGELS LOOKING UP INTO THE FACE OF DEITY WIT SPRIGS OF NEW HAIR THAT I CAN STILL FEEL GROWING BACK INTO MY FOREHEAD! THE CONCRETE PRARIE ROLLING UP LIKE A SCHROLL AND DEITY ARRIVING TO GREET THOSE WHOSE HEARTS WERE AND ARE PURE. JUST WAIT AND SEE IF IT'S NOT TRUE IT SOUNDS LIKE SOME SORT OF RAPTURE TO ME! GREAT CONCISE POEM. YOU NEED NOT FEAR!!!

Lavender

Lavender

1 year ago

Thank you, John,

I appreciate your kind words and comforting thoughts. So good to see you back on site commenting and sharing your work.
L

Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

1 year ago

The last tear from the last

The last tear from the last Child from the last moment brings such a sense of finality! And to peer from a distant altitude evokes a detachedness and remoteness - a gulf that could not be hoped to bridge. Short but packs a punch!

Lavender

Lavender

1 year ago

Hello, CB,

What is to become of innocent future generations, and the well being of our borrowed planet?
Thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate your thoughts!
L