Open Poetry #46 |
We Aren't Ever Going Home (last repost in memoriam) |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
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 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, 2010 by icebox |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Goodness gracious, dear Charly, this is a masterpiece. Every line so powerful, that it can't be forgotten. Incredible what you went through and how you shared it. Love and peace. Margherita |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Oh this is wrenching.. just perfectly portrayed, what writing.. what pain.. I want to thank you for your service, for all service men and women.. though words of gratitude can hardly be enough. Also thank you for all of your re-posts; I am new here and have been following along.. hesitant to speak up since am so new/unknown. But this is a masterpiece and I just had to comment. May you have peace, and warmth at last. ~Amaryllis |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Once again, a very powerful piece with the truth of having been there. I bow to you and yours... with gratitude for your service. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
This poem is as unforgetable as the experience seems to have been. Peace to you, Charley. Ida |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
This deserves another bump. Being shot at and then spat upon unjustly is no treat. Great write. |
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Eldest Member
since 2010-06-15
Posts 177Alabama |
"forgotten honor fertilized with death" What an incredible line, so eloquent. I have no other words. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
deep & sobering~~icebox ~enjoyed the journey~
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