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The Sunday Whirl presents twelve words for us to use in a creative writing piece.
This weeks words are:
hungers until garden frayed tattered belonging spirits body salvage history walk stories
Not in the spirit.
"Until the lions have their historians,
tales of the hunt shall always glorify the hunter,"
-- African proverb.
History is a succession of stories.
Agincourt belonging to England;
Caesar a tattered body in the forum;
The garden of Eden, snake and apple;
Moses walked the desert for forty years,
A trip Google says should take six hours.
In a society that hungers for glory
The fabric of truth is frayed but protective.
Until we have a way to verify the stories
There is no way to salvage the truth.
But we don’t want the truth,
We want the triumphant, the glorious
And so the stories live on.
Somewhere, ancient spirits
watch and weep.
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I suspect that the fabric of truth is in tatters...
ReplyDeleteI thought you were on holiday, to all in tents and all?
ReplyDeletePushed it back a day to avoid a storm front.
DeleteSuch a thought-provoking poem! It really highlights how history often becomes the stories we want to hear, even if the truth gets a little lost along the way. And the final line about ancient spirits weeping—wow, so powerful! Enjoyed reading!
ReplyDeleteI love the poem, and the art.
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