Open Poetry #14 |
The Wall (Memorial Day, 2001) |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
The Wall I went to see the wall of fame The tablets etched with soldiers’ names And there I hoped to touch a friend And say hello to him again In meloncholy sense of calm I thought of those in Viet Nam Who never found their way back home Except in bits of teeth and bone I made my way along the mall And saw the black memorial wall In view of Lincoln’s watching eye As mourners knelt or walked on by They came here to fullfill the same To find a brother’s hand carved name And trace it with a scribbling pen To prove we didn’t forget a friend They gathered near, but only saw Reflections in the polished wall The soldiers there engraved in stone Were mirrors of the ones from home And men who stood in tight embrace As tears of sorrow filled their face Not knowing one another well But knowing they all served in hell I watched them sob and say a prayer And when they saw me standing there They pulled me close and held me near To share the grief of soldier’s tear The ones inscribed upon the wall Looked out across the grounds in awe At hundreds there who didn’t forget Who touched their names in sad regret And there they saw their buddies weep For those in God’s eternal sleep We all turned round and face to face The forty thousand stood in place Saluting us who humbly wept And so we closer to them stepped And saw reflections of our hands Saluting each and every man Within the mirrored wall of black Were twenty men saluting back To those who lost their lives in war To honor them forever more The wall’s a simple quiet place With those who died etched on its face But only life does it reflect As I recall in retrospect Elizabeth santos |
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pamela08 Junior Member
since 2001-05-27
Posts 27California,USA |
your poem is amazing...everything is well written and you put everything so gently good job |
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latin passion Senior Member
since 2001-04-26
Posts 576 |
In awe and hushed silence...(beautiful pen). My faith is but the size my mustard seed. I'll turn the other cheek in my love for mankind - not pride. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
you do Americans proud Elizabeth, well done. ~*~ I write ~ Therefore I am ~*~ |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, Said only as you could say it. Wonderful Sy |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
i am in AWE of your talent truely enjoyed this poem |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
You touched my heart, you did Titia |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
This is one of your most emotional and moving poems I have ever read. Thank you. Melton |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
my husband is one who, thankfully, is not on the wall but alive. Well done. Kathleen Blake |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I'd never visited the wall... until your poem took me there. Beautifully written! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
....sigh |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Better late than never - for Memorial Day |
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