Barbed

 photo Sunsetfence_zps2ddeef37.jpg
November sunset, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 

Fleeing their homeland,
a mother and three children
move from star to star—
four hundred yards from freedom,
barbed fencing crushes their dream.

 
Tanka and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Posted on November 21, 2013, in 5-7-5-7-7, Arizona, fence, Friday's Fences, Midweek Motif, Poets United, Sky Watch Friday, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona, tanka and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 25 Comments.

  1. A scenario happening, likely, as we speak. Reminds me of The Rabbit Proof Fence, and the trek of those little sisters……..

  2. Your poem in such a stark commentary on our times. People seem to have lost their compassion for the suffering of others.

  3. Great image with the sky, you captured the light very well.

  4. Sad, but with strong hope, caught in a nice Tanka mmt.

  5. Oh … I get a strong feeling of Arizona here… and we have barbed wired everywhere it seems..

  6. Wondering what is on the outside…. or the inside….. of that barrier. Thought-provoking. Thank you for sharing this unique perspective!

  7. MMT, this is heartbreaking. And sometimes, what keeps us away from freedom is not only a barbed wire! Powerful tanka!

  8. well written tanka – in spirit with the poem

  9. We have become so desensitised being bombarded with daily news of the plight of refugees etc I don’t think anyone cares too much….not much kindness in this world.

  10. What a shame MMT! Freedom is not easily achieved. It can be stifled by unexpected obstacles!

    Hank

  11. Barbed fencing is such a powerful, oppressive image and really drives home the reality,

  12. To be so close – so sad. My thoughts went in a somewhat similar direction.

  13. This is a very moving poem! Star to star to a closed border has to break a hopeful heart. You can post older poems in the Sunday pantry, you know. I am glad to read this powerful poem so I’m glad you posted it, but I wonder if you be writing something new for us today?

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      If it offends you that I’ve linked to an “old” poem, I can certainly remove the link. Please let me know.

      On Wed, Jul 1, 2015 at 9:54 AM, Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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  14. as we live on the India – Bangladesh border we do know how dreams are stifled & barbed….politics hurt and there’s no place of ‘heart’ here…

  15. Your words fit the image perfectly…the barbed fence that does not let them cross to the rising sun..a reminder that there are boundaries that many cannot cross to get their freedom.

  16. Harsh reality of the time…. so few words, but so clear and deep…

  17. What a tragic end.

  18. How fitting the barbed wire has the row of stars that gives them no comfort whatsoever.

  19. Fencing freedom does harm the freedom it protects. Great take on the prompt.

  20. so near and yet so far away – how horrible and torturous a feeling so beautifully expressed here Magical

  21. So near, yet so far. What a heartwrenching situation so many of our contemporaries find themselves in…

  22. lovely skies and broken dreams, contrasts that marry well.

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