A Madagascan Dock

17 Sep

Big Tent’s prompt this week was a Wordle.


I managed to use all of the words in a poem that discusses a theme I keep coming back to. 

On A Madagascan Dock

A ship’s garbage pile
embellished by a child swarm.
Flies; debris; half-eaten food.

A prize: a mouldy loaf –
a feast for ribs, backbones,
fleshless faces.

Evidence of temporary joy:
laughter, chants, bloated pockets,
engorged bellies.

Tourists recoil,
sweep skirts aside;
fearing hunger’s contaminants.

There is no welfare; no child care.
They ask no questions.
There are no answers.


36 Responses to “A Madagascan Dock”

  1. vivinfrance September 17, 2010 at 08:41 #

    Tilly, this has to be one of your best. It really pulls at the heart strings.
    V X


  2. ToryBoy September 17, 2010 at 09:31 #

    Wow, thanks for that picture… 😛


    • Tilly Bud September 17, 2010 at 09:35 #

      Still alive, then; my sweet? You don’t call; you don’t write….

      When are you coming home?



  3. derrick2 September 17, 2010 at 11:19 #

    Great use of the words, Linda and a powerful, if all too prevalent, image.


  4. gautami tripathy September 17, 2010 at 13:17 #

    Sounds like some parts of my own country…

    timeless flies search for fries


    • Tilly Bud September 18, 2010 at 09:01 #

      Sadly, it could any of a number of countries. I chose Madagascar because it was the country that most affected my husband on his travels; and the photo of the street children was taken there.


  5. Rallentanda September 17, 2010 at 13:40 #

    I agree with Viv. This is a good one.That kid with the cross eyes should get a job on the tele:)


    • Tilly Bud September 18, 2010 at 09:02 #

      I’ll tell him! He’s busy running the country at the mo’ though. 🙂


  6. SenderUpWords September 17, 2010 at 14:43 #

    Mind blowing write here… and I don’t say that very often. I’m impressed. Love and Light, Sender


  7. Irene September 17, 2010 at 15:16 #

    This is poignant, a picture in few words.


  8. Jingle September 17, 2010 at 15:46 #

    I am there seeing everything in your words.


  9. 1sojournal September 17, 2010 at 15:55 #

    Tillybud, you done better than good on this one. Great use of the words, a strong and necessary statement of too much reality. Potent!



  10. mark September 17, 2010 at 15:59 #

    Insightful, yet compassionate….


  11. Weasel September 17, 2010 at 16:22 #

    Awesome use of the wordle! Great work! =)



  12. Marsha Robinson September 17, 2010 at 19:29 #

    You effectively paint heart wrenching picture. It does not seem appropriate to say it was enjoyable, considering the subject matter, but it is thought-provoking and real and that always makes for good poetry.


    • Tilly Bud September 20, 2010 at 07:22 #

      Thank you. I do try to make people think.


  13. slpmartin September 17, 2010 at 20:26 #

    Such sadness in such stories …the life others have to live should shame us all and place into perspective the great gifts we have.


  14. James September 17, 2010 at 22:59 #

    “fearing hunger’s contaminants”… what a vivid way to describe the way so many people so easily recoil at the plight of those less fortunate. Nicely done.


  15. nan September 18, 2010 at 00:17 #

    I can see why you are feeling good about this Wordle. Very strong poem and very effective use of the prompt. Wow.


  16. christopher September 18, 2010 at 00:19 #

    There is not much more for me to add to the comments you have already. I endorse them all. But here’s this

    Memory Of Bangladesh

    Most of all, mostly
    it is the smell that takes me
    back to those harsh streets,
    to open sewers
    beside the ox carts, rickshaws
    baby taxis, we called
    them that though they had
    another name in Bangla,
    of that I am sure.

    It is the fat smell
    and in it right there between
    the incense and stink,
    right there, that’s the way
    you looked at me, and kohl rimmed
    your amazing eyes.


    • Tilly Bud September 18, 2010 at 09:05 #

      Again, it is rather sad that this poem could be about so many countries.

      I could taste the rancid fat.


  17. Linda Frances September 18, 2010 at 01:19 #

    Your poem creates such a vivid picture that it transcends words and enters right into the reader’s heart.


  18. Carolee September 18, 2010 at 01:31 #

    an important topic to write about! i admire people who do!

    and i am so thrilled how diverse the poems are this week!


    • Tilly Bud September 18, 2010 at 09:05 #

      I think this prompt has delivered the best collection of poems yet. Some incredible stuff – including yours.


  19. Jingle September 18, 2010 at 02:04 #

    the ending gives one goose bumps…
    lovely job!

    my entry is here


  20. pieceofpie September 18, 2010 at 03:28 #

    …temporary joy… makes the world go round… dorothy calling


  21. Tumblewords September 18, 2010 at 03:41 #

    So raw – a fine and powerful poem.


  22. wayne September 18, 2010 at 03:43 #

    niceley done using all those words….enjoyed reading this


  23. pamela September 18, 2010 at 15:46 #

    Tilly very sad piece!


  24. jinksy September 18, 2010 at 16:15 #

    I enjoyed the condensed brevity of your writing here. It packed a good punch.


  25. Jeeves September 18, 2010 at 19:19 #

    Lovely words..Soulful


  26. Deb September 18, 2010 at 19:28 #

    Beautiful description of a terrible reality for too, too, too many, as you (& others) have said.

    The “child swarm” was incredible — what a wonder these Wordles are. So much diversity, so much heart.


  27. happyflowerwordzoo002 September 20, 2010 at 21:40 #

    Concisely honest description of child poverty/hunger, especially the classism where one hopes not to be contaminated by such want. Thank-you.


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