Appetite , a poem © 2014 by George Polley

Green_field_of_fresh_grass

As far
as the eyes
can see,

an endless
green field
in which

six young men
lay sleeping
in the sun.

A seventh
runs up,
looks,

and lays down,
sunning himself.

As far
as the eyes
can see

a green field
planted with thousands
of white crosses

under which young
men and women
lay.

One hundred years
later, it is a
million times worse

and growing. The
one thing
there seems

no appetite
for is peace.

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About gwpj

Originally from Seattle, I now live in Sapporo, Japan, where I write, explore this city, read widely, and ask questions about things that i see as important. I'm also an author, with three novels published ("The Old Man and The Monkey", "Grandfather and The Raven", and "Bear: a story about a boy and his unusual dog"). For more information about my writing, drop by my website, at www.geogepolleyauthor.com.
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2 Responses to Appetite , a poem © 2014 by George Polley

  1. rsvendsen07 says:

    Beautifully expressed thought provoking words. Well done.

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