Ode to Body Parts
Women's tears
drown
their cheeks.
Children's eyes
shriek visions
of heads without
ears without
hair without
noses without
voices from silent
gaping mouths.
Running feet
stumble over
broken torsos
slip in
sprawl in
streams
of blood.
Flames feed on
fresh ruins.
Dogs bark
leap
tumble
fly assunder
amidst
crashing
bombs
contentious
arguments
of guns
and blades
and stones
and sticks
at the walls of Jerico
on the shores at Troy
in Jerusalem
on the fields of
Hastings
in Culloden Moore
in Waterloo
and Gettysburg
on San Juan Hill
Gallipoli, Guernica
Shanghai, Rangoon
the streets of London
Pearl Harbor
Dresden and
Heroshima
Auschwitz, Swoul
Mi Lai and Hue
in Gaza and Bereut
in Kosovo and
New York City
Rwanda, Darfur
Bagdad, Kabul

The landscape strewn
with hands
and feet and arms
legs     and viscera
blood  and  bones
brains and bowels
and hair and teeth
all celebrating
the body beautiful
as a still life portrait
of fresh fruit.