An Enemy of War

I Too Am an Enemy of War

Love left another note on my nightstand.
This time, dance steps donned the paper.

The god of war had met the end of its life.
“Suicide” was the cause of his much-awaited demise.

The autopsy report did not mince words.
Laughter and joy set the tables at the wake.

© hülya n. yılmaz, February 10, 2020

*One of my three poems that appeared in the March 2020 issue of The Year of the Poet, a monthly international anthology, published by Inner Child Press International.


Filed under Poetry, Reflections

4 responses to “An Enemy of War

  1. What a magnificent compose in this your arrangement of words fitting perfectly in the poetic medium, and requiring not a single word more for the perfection you achieved. Bravo, Hülya, for writing one of the best and meaningful poems, done so with the economy of words I so appreciate!



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    • My dear Jean-Jacques, you did it again: you have given my writings a much-cherished meaning. The “economy of words” is something that has been far more appealing to me lately than ever before. Poems just come to me, at times in a few utterances; other times, demanding longer lines. It’s all good, though, because we listen to our Muse and obey.


  2. this says much and leaves the doors wide open for interpretation . . . Bravo . . . intriguing

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