I'm really tired of my jaw-dropping each time you post something new!

It's such a beautiful piece of art, where sadness, bravery, light, power and patriotism mingle to draw an extraordinary picture.

Thanks for sharing this with us.

When it comes to poems that surpass my level, know that my comments would be so short, so not worthy of praising your fascinating work.

So I would just tell you, R-E-M-A-R-K-A-B-L-E
with eyes tearing inspiration.

I always adore your work, Karla and this is no different. I love your vocabulary level, precised and powerful! Keep it up, sistah!

Amiga ! I'm always passionate about those or live and die for a worthy course . '......the fire I could ..........in her warrior hands ' ! Love that line. Well done !

You know I"m not one to write in detail , give suggestions or pretend I know what I'm talking about lol

But Karla your poems are a treasure, the wording takes the reader to places of the heart. Feelings of comfort and love wash over them.
Thank you for sharing these wonderful poems

Speechless piece of art !
it's breathtaking, enchanting, mesmerizing ! : )
thanks for sharing this masterpiece again
well done

Karla this is a lovely beautiful tribue to these woman.

The poem is strong and the words are amazing. They really show how strong these woman are themselves.

It is always great to read a bit of history and learn something new.

Wonderful Karla!

x

Well, it's all been rightly said..and I can't agree less.. It's my pleasure learning from a guru in this facet.. I need some more...HISTORY! Kudos!

I know nothing abt those ladies but i could sense the struggle they must have gone through for the freedom which rest of country enjoys. Being Indian, i could very well relate to this, every year we study the way our freedom fighters fought....it's amazing and sometimes so scary.

Its surely a great tribute, spl at the time when people just sit back and talk dirt abt past & the way things were done and achieved.

Loved it.

all the best and take care

A beautiful and powerful piece. Your descriptions ignite patriotism. The struggle and trauma that they went through we can never imagine. Thanks sharing such a wonderful part of history.

Karla,
These women share a name which you have described in exquisite detail: Lady Liberty.
From the start you set the tone with "watches of night," placing the reader in a camp under siege. You immediately let us know this poem is not a simple paean by stating she has died, but with beautiful imagery <drifted ... from the shores of life>.
You tell 'herstory' in dramatic terms without yielding to melancholy. Rather, you urge by example that the reader assume the mantle of freedom fighter: "she taught me to clad my soul in armor, I blossomed in mud and in mud we fought."
her ascent to patriotic sainthood is told vividly; it is obvious that you feel deeply and adhere to the principles for which each of them gave their lives.