since 1999-05-26Posts 22612
The old man in the uniform
Stood at attention in the street
Saluting stiffly to the flag
Marching in place to the drummers beat
Children giggled at the clowns
Teenage boys ogled pom pom girls
Men in muscle shirts drank beer
Next to the ladies with party curls
As the parade drew to a close
Laughter filled the small town air
Impatient for their picnic dinner
The watchers seemed not to care
The four men marched stiffly
The last group to be seen
One bearing an American flag
Wearing his camouflage green
Proudly they marched in step
As proudly as they had served
The crowd, weary of the parade
Not showing respect these Vets deserved
Suddenly the old man stepped out
And joined the soldiers proud
Trying hard to keep up the march
Saluting to the crowd
And then another man stepped out
Tears streaming from his eyes
And joined the motley crew of five
As the crowd dwindled now in size
One by one Veterans stepped forward
To march behind Old Glory
Each face showing pride and pain
Each held a different story
The band stopped at the end of the street
And it was silent but for the sound
Of twenty men marching together
Forty feet upon the ground
What made these former soldiers
Generations apart in age
Stand up and bear the flag they love
When heroes were not the rage
It takes a special man to promise
Allegiance, to protect and serve
Today, we salute those fallen men
Give them the respect they deserve.
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since 2000-04-30Posts 14774
Wonderful imagery Poet deVine ... I could almost hear the footsteps getting louder, well done!
(PS...I just discovered the "today" button through the help text ... that sure makes it a lot easier to hop around forums and see other's work, I'm glad I didn't miss this one, lovely tribute)
since 1999-05-26Posts 22612
Thank you Kit. For finding me in here... LOL As Moderator of the Holiday Forum, I post my stuff in here.. thanks for reading.
since 2000-04-26Posts 6943
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
I just happened to wander about all the forums and said to myself, "Now, wait a minit, I have never been here at holiday cheer, and like I will be gone to Venice for this weekend, lets see some holiday stuff here" and look what I found...a classic work of poetry from a classy poetess....
A great tribute...
Hey you, out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
Hey you, with your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home....
by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall
since 2000-05-28Posts 1170
I was also exploring other areas and checked out this site out of curiosity. Your poem inspired me to try one myself!
Thanks for the welcoming comments and E-mail greeting!
since 2000-02-29Posts 154
A really moving tribute, and especially right on target the way our military is demoralized these days. I love the way this poem flows, and the way the marchers grow.
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