Sea of Scars

by dragonpoet

All of us are running
From danger
As an ocean of bullet casings
Litter the ground.

None of us are strangers
To seeing innocents drink
Fear and pain
While chaos becomes
The cement of our lives.

We wait for the sound
Of silence and strive
For peace and to sink
No more in the crumbs
Of violence and serenity gain.

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This is a potlach post for the irregular ode and also a poem that needed to use the words running ocean drink cement. It was too late for the contest.

An irregular ode has to be on a serious topic but has no set rhyme scheme or particular meter. It has no set length for stanzas but each end word has to rhyme
somewhere in the poem. It also has to have some discernible rhythm

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Sea of Scars

by dragonpoet

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