The silent war broke out
In a blast of flames
Which created ice on the grounds
Of the peaceful soldiers
The wind caused the flames
To flutter away like fluttering
Butterflies, looking for
A place to stop
No one knew there was a war
Because it was so silent and peaceful
Note to students of poetry:
An oxymoron are two terms that contradict one another. For example: A blind man looks eagerly at an ugly sunset.