Open Poetry #46 |
War . . . and all it's glory. (First Post) |
Nocturnal Pulse Member
since 2010-08-12
Posts 84Australia |
Under a looming hillock, i nestled into a dugout, the screams and hearty roars of gunfire about. I waited patiently, for my comrade to say- just how many krouts he had killed today. I waited for him hour after hour. I held on, i did not cower. And when he returned, he was not the same. Wounded and disfigured, mortar was to blame. He collaspsed and profusely blead; into my arms, as i secured his head. He coughed twice, and whispered in my ear. A message for his wife, so painfully clear. And exhaustedly, rasped his last advice. He coughed and spluttered, need not to say twice. Whilst men have greed, power and lust in their heart. Violence will continue, war will once more start. As the light drew from his eyes, he so fervently said: Leave, brother, may your blood not be shed. |
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Cpat Hair
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
I liked how your poem flowed, nice read, now on to part 2 I go! Kat >^..^< |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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Yes, welcome! Glad you joined! Fantastic first post indeed! |
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