war

Wednesday, June 20, 2012 9:25:30 PM

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The day before the battle plays
I feel it coming, pushing
From tomorrow
And it quiets me.

I can find nothing to do
Nothing to do that matters
I just want to suck in sweet air
And study the slow progress of a snail.

I_ArtMan (not a soldier)

the king's destrierGildmaster Little

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DavidRavo Wednesday, June 20, 2012 11:32:19 PM

Why do I get the feeling this scene is from Troy in 1200 BC, and that non-warrior, Scott, is the rider of the lunging white horse, carrying a flaming banner?

scott cummingI_ArtMan Thursday, June 21, 2012 1:33:31 AM

i know why... because you know me. i will be in the battle but i will not kill. happy the incurable idealist. idea

MoontanMoontan01 Thursday, June 21, 2012 10:42:22 AM

I love that last line, bro. yes

Nicolas Borgsmidtnopanic Friday, June 22, 2012 7:41:40 PM

Your poem gives me the feeling one has before any major event in ones life.
I like your strategic dismissal of one perspective but using several. And you size elements due to importance...great up

Edward Piercyedwardpiercy Sunday, June 24, 2012 6:18:09 PM

Looking at your painting causes flachbacks to various histories I have read.

As for the poem, I was thinking that it doesn't need to be an actual battle in a war -- it can be anything which is risky, frightening, something we have to do even though we don't want to do it. Trepidation finding a center in the moment.

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