Last Monday I threw out the idea for a weekly poetry link-up where you write a poem based on a line from another blogger’s work. I can’t speak for everyone, but I often find inspiration in some of the fantastic pieces here on WordPress and I know we have all probably had that moment where you read something and find yourself thinking ‘I really wish I was the one who’d written that.’
So once again I’m inviting you to go onto your reader, hunt through the poetry tag, and find a line that sparks inspiration in you. Make sure to credit the original writer in your post and revel in the wonder that is the fantastic mass of poetry at our fingertips.
For me this week, it’s the following line that’s caught my eye.
Viaducts were built by the conquerors
Please make sure to check out the poem it came from in full, it’s a fantastic piece that I fell in love with immediately. The poem just seems to simmer with power when you read it.
If you want to join in then the linky-took is below the quote. Have fun writing.
The farmers came with calloused hands in need of stone,
to build their boundaries and their hearth walls
among the lands that lost the names we’d forged,
regardless of the laws we’d written,
the last of which were echos in the marsh reeds
our ghosts waving at the workers about their tasks,
backs bent beneath another master lash.
And all in all the stones were taken,
chipped, chiseled, smashed and broken,
and we lay quiet in the waters of the empty marshes
so far from the glories we had dreamed to see,
so distant from the homes we’d wish to see
when reality caught up upon our dreams like grey mist
and it all burnt away on a sunrise
without even a stone to mark where we had been.