We Aren't Ever Going Home (repost for all who remember and all who can forget)

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Open Poetry #48

We Aren't Ever Going Home (repost for all who remember and all who can forget)

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2013-03-30 12:40 PM

It is cold here
in an endless night,
easy to forget
a jungle is a desert with too much rain,
lonely now
too much awareness
from inner plains of memory,
too little pain
for all that happened,
it could be said it should hurt more
to be dead so far from home;

fear too is cold,
and in passing from all needs of life
I thought we would leave fear,
crushing weight of knowing
we weren't leaving here in any way that could be understood;

quiet now,
not like endless tearing moments of fire and steel,
I remember
how what I thought was real became a child's dream;

running,
thinking I could hide anywhere inside this shadowed valley
where we died as we were busy killing for no reason
but for rage at being killed,
at least no reason that survived;

we are waiting,
friends and enemies,
each quiet with our own separate agenda,
some around me I have recognized across what must be years
since the jungle has returned,
and there are trees where I once stood
on blasted ruined ground
mixed out of ashes,
mud,
debris and blood,
shadow memories of fire's
licking tongues without heat,
soft recall of madness
in this waking dream through which I pass
awaiting understanding that may take me out of here,
at last;

cold,
so very cold,
sun's heat passes through me without stopping.

I believe
one day I will leave behind this place of green horror
forgotten honor fertilized with death,
where nothing was resolved,
nothing lasting was attained,
where our blood is slowly washed away
every time it rains.

©2004, revised 2008, 2009, 2011, 2013 by icebox

(March 29 is Vietnam Veterans Day)

Alison

Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

1 posted 2013-03-30 12:46 PM

I am glad you reposted. Forgetting is not an option.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

2 posted 2013-03-30 11:18 PM

Fine writing...James

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

3 posted 2013-03-31 09:24 PM

Oh this is so sad to me. My sister was a newlywed when she lost her husband. It was the 60's and I was 16. The day is crystal clear and the pain and sorrow is forever an open wound. No, I will never ever forget.

I can only empathize with those who fought so bravely...thank you for the glimpse into those dark days of war. Your words drive the senselessness home.

Bless your heart, good poet Sir~

Angel4aKing
Senior Member

since 2006-09-27

Posts 1372
USA

4 posted 2013-04-02 01:59 PM

believe
one day I will leave behind this place of green horror
forgotten honor fertilized with death,
where nothing was resolved,
nothing lasting was attained,
where our blood is slowly washed away
every time it rains.
Left me with a heavy heart ... compassion fills your words....VERY WELL DONE!!!

~~~kingsangel~~~

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