Gunpowder and Orchids

by dramamine

Published June 24, 2016

In cough syrup

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The bullets dance across my back,

The guns hide behind my teeth,

They pressed my name on a shiny new plaque,

Along with the jagged bodies that can't breathe.

Their eyes are too vacant to see,

Far too numb to be shocked,

Automatic flares go off every other week,

While the families are left to rot.

Outrage spreads for a day then fades,

When the idle fall into the routine of another Monday,

And our fear hides in the back of alleyways,

Until the headlines flash red,

And another 49 lie dead.

Love was coated with dust,

Their safety soaked in rust.

People gather and mourn,

While mothers and fathers are left scorned,

Hatred flowing through innocent blood,

Humanity lost in the bullets flood.

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Chaoticmistress commented Comment · Jul 10, 2016

I loved this! It is true that the world has seen some terrible things! I'm glad someone spoke up about it in their perspective.

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Vellichor wrote a review Review · Jun 26, 2016

Heeeeeere's Chilow! (yet again xD)

Are you secretly the reincarnation of Dr. King? You have a real knack for creating poetry that makes people think, (at least me anyways) and I think that poetry is just as powerful a tool as in-person speech, given that, just as any other tool, it is placed in the correct hands...

Works like this that can bring much-needed attention to such atrocities as the Pulse Club shooting just recently, and more distant, and yet no less vivid events like the Sandy Hook shooting, are of course grim and hard to read, but are no less important to be brought into the public's eye. As I said with some of your other works that I've reviewed, and this being more applicable to this than perhaps any other of your poems, your use of imagery and your ability to directly convey your own clear emotion into your writing is a skill that I know many writers are envious of. The fact that you can apply this talent to writing pieces such as this speaks many volumes of who you are and where you are as a writer.

The only possible criticism of this poem would be simply to agree with Morrigan, in that you could add to the already incredible feeling behind it by making is less general, more personal. If you were to use "Our eyes" instead of "their eyes" or, "we" instead of "people" for example. Outside of that really quite small detail, I can't find anything else outside the straight and narrow, so congrats on yet another fantastic poem, and keep it up!!

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Abhipsa commented Comment · Jun 24, 2016

Hey, this is really awesome. I have nothing to say about it - it is beyond words. So I'm just leaving a like.

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Morrigan wrote a review Review · Jun 24, 2016

Hello! Welcome to YWS! It's nice to see new faces around.

You're not alone in being inspired by the horrible attack on the Pulse nightclub in Orlando. I agree with the sentiments you expressed in your poem, though I think that there's room for improvement.

One thing that you do well is choose your words carefully. You have strong word choice, and that makes for a strong image.

At first, I was going to ask what point you were trying to make while writing this poem. I see it now. I thought you were talking about one incident, but you're putting the most recent shooting at the head of the whole saga of mass shootings in the US. I was thrown off because you start the poem in a rather general manner. I think that if you started with the Orlando shooting, it would work better. If you focus on the specific and then show what it means, it's more effective. This is also a good technique in essay writing.

I think my biggest criticism of the poem is that I wish it was more personal. It's angry, and the word choice does illustrate that, but you use general populations that don't mean as much. "People" gathering and mourning are more distant than someone you know, or even showing the story of a fictional loved one close to a victim of the shooting. In poetry, it tends to be best to focus on smaller things. This is not the case in all poetry, of course, but I think your point would be more effective if you did focus on an individual rather than the general.

Also, if you're going to make the poem first person, like you did in the first few lines, I was wondering why you didn't connect yourself to the rest of the poem. That would make it more personal, as well. Making this poem personal would make the reader feel more emotions about the subject you describe, which is generally more effective.

The guns hide behind my teeth
I really like this line, and what it implies.

Love was coated with dust,
Their safety soaked in rust.
I'm not sure that I understand these metaphors. That their love has been put away on a shelf, gathering dust? If so, I'd probably try to make the image a little more specific because I wasn't getting that when I read it.

Altogether, I enjoyed reading this. I think there's some room for improvement, but if you just work on making it a little more personal somehow, I think this will improve by leaps and bounds. I hope that this review proves useful to you! Happy writing, and again, welcome to YWS!

Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to review my poem. I agree with your points and I will try making this poem more personal if I can but since I wasn't necessarily personally affected by the shooting it might prove to be a difficult task. Then again I could just try putting myself in the shoes of a victim and see it from their point of view. Thank you for your suggestions once again, I really appreciate it :)



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