The courtyard 7E81341DFA8767C7355C7125D163E3EE

short poery, war, death, dog togs, young soldiers, experience

The courtyard is alive with the spit of angry bullets,
And baked hard by the scorching sun.

Clouds of smoke drift in,
In patches,

And are,
Collected by moans,

That become tiny whirlwinds,
That suck on the dog tags on dead men’s chests.

See – Why we fight, Soldier
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evocative short poetry – words move

18 thoughts on “The courtyard 7E81341DFA8767C7355C7125D163E3EE

  1. Lindy Lee says:

    Stark reality described in brief lines of verse; terrific work, Kolembo…

  2. Ravenblack says:

    Violence comes in hot and fast. The ending is haunting. Very effectively portrays a scene from battle.

  3. Gay says:

    you take us to a place no one really wants to be, but all need to understand!

  4. You convey the horror of death and war very effectively.

  5. Susan says:

    Ouch/Pow Your poem works even without the visual: it’s “alive” “baked hard” “drift” “collected by moans” “whirlwinds that suck on” It pierces my heart.

  6. Adjectives are difficult for a piece like this. It is powerful.

  7. brian miller says:

    damn bro…this is a hard write…and one you cant look away from…its got grit that hits…and paint a grisly image in vivid colors….the whilrwind is a great closing touch…

  8. Linn says:

    Haha, thanks for the link! 😀 I’ll read it now.
    Well the new URL is so if you’re subscribing to my blog, THAT’S the correct URL 😀 keep writing, hey? Happy Potluck!

  9. trisha says:

    this is scary my friend. i hope i never have a courtyard like that. never- not even in my nightmares.

    you want to join me here?

  10. Linn says:

    This is has such powerful impact… I enjoyed reading this.
    Oh and btw, I’ve changed the URL of my personal blog! (Not my poetry one.) Don’t know if you’re still subscribed to the right one. It used to be, but now it’s Had a bit of problem with the whole blog changing thing but just letting you know 😛
    Have a greaaat week!

  11. A very powerful poem…delivered spot on.

  12. my heart seems to shrink when faced with war, very evocative poem this one

    as for the weekend theme, there is pressure to get it posted by sunday for inclusion when io do a roundup post, but really one weekend enfd when the next starts

  13. Graham Nunn says:

    The title offsets this poem perfectly… reading courtyard, I expected a somehting much lighter, so when the last line hit, it sent me straight back to the title to do it all again…

  14. There is so much pain in this, Kenny. I listened to the news while I had lunch and sometimes feel overwhelmed by the suffering I see in so many parts of the world. In this case, your sensitivity produced a striking poem.

  15. Another small slice of perfection.

  16. penpusherpen says:

    Death, shown and described in your poetic words … Life gone in an instant of the bullets whine. A terrible thing, violence and war but it seems nothing will stop it. There’s always a cause, which needs fighting, freedom which needs fighting for, and Dictators which need fighting against… How can peace be found? When the last one is standing? xPenx

  17. danroberson says:

    Lets me imagine being there in the thick,
    Can’t wash the blood away, it sticks,
    The smell of smoke somewhere closeby,
    I can’t raise my head or I might die,
    A moan beside me of a dying friend,
    I wish I could leave with the prevailing wind,
    Baked in the sun, oh, how time drags,
    Now it’s just me and my dog tags.

  18. Carl says:

    Powerful. Full emotion and the flow seems perfect. Good write.

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