The battered tower stands stark white
Against the fiery chaotic skiesAll through the catastrophic night
The battered tower stands stark whiteAs city, land and wood burns bright
When hope for democracy diesThe battered tower stands stark white
©RedCat
Against the fiery chaotic skies
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This is a great opening (and echoed through the rest of the verse) – it’s like a chord, against the rest of the orchestra – as strong and emphatic as the subject of the poem . Super piece.
A battered white tower makes me think of both war and chess… in the end, we have to fight for democracy always… maybe it can seem tiring but we cannot give up
The use of repetition is oh so powerful in this poem! 💝 A lovely dystopian feeling to it :)
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Oh, brilliant!
I love how you handled this prompt combined with the ekphrastic challenge. (I saw hearts, and you saw the battered tower.)
It feels like the battered tower could stand for each one of us against the onslaught of recent legions of flames. Still it (we) stand. Love it!
p.s. Beautiful image!
The bettered white tower seems a metaphor for the Capitol Building. Good to know hope for democracy is bright.
I haven’t attempted a triolet in a while. Yours is inspirational. Thanks. That battered white tower is a phenomenal opening image.
The battered tower … symbol of strength, heroism, belief, a future we might even trust.
A triolet! Perfect. The form really worked here.
I liked the symbolism of the battered tower, and the image of the ‘catastrophic night’ – dramatically and deftly done!
Strong redcat well written.