Déjà vu

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Covert cycles

span generations.

We see moonrise sunset

days fade into nights

infants grow to men.

But what of a reprise

that would cage children

women and men

brand them as subhuman

where barbed lines under desert skies

cut ‘them’ from ‘us’

excising embrace?

~

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dVerse Quadrille #59—Cycle

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Published by Janice

My name is Janice.  I started blogging as Ontheland when I moved from Toronto to a rural area near Kingston, Ontario in Canada.  Over time I have found myself writing poetry, mostly in Japanese forms, such as haiku and haibun.  One of my deepest interests is the natural world: the joy of it and how we can look after it better.

23 thoughts on “Déjà vu”

  2. Yes, those covert cycles do span span generations, Janice. I like the way you have woven a glimmer of hope into your Quadrille with the lines: .
    ‘We see moonrise sunset
    days fade into nights’
    only to negate them with the horrors of
    ‘…barbed lines under desert skies
    cut ‘them’ from ‘us’
    excising embrace’.
    What I can’t understand is that there is good in the world but it can’t outweigh the bad.

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    1. Thank you, Merril…it is all awful…the reality of immigration detainees probably has been under reported (in Canada too) …but the image of children in cages was/is staggering.

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