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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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Dear The pink of your breath tells us you are dying. We have seen death enough to know this. On to the front again this morning, one of our convoy has struck you, along the road ending it all, but for these moments with wide brown eyes. The pain is gone except the terror. Trying afraid to live forever, at least a little, what time remains. Experience for going on. There are defenses, and tactics, a war to be won. But I leave the driver watching and talking to my uniforms, unnoticed, they worn so often no one will know I'm not inside. And walk away to be beside you. Not running, returning slow, knowing I can not save you. But for a while, I stroke your hair the way of an absent lover. Through words strange, in calm tones begin a fire for it is cold. Together, dying, and living for awhile, await another soldier. A foe, yet still, knowing the darkness is but his sadness, sharing my courage we let him come to sit in quiet, respect my hand soothing your fear in the growing night, until it is time to sleep. |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Good poem. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! I love your style! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
a poignant scene, well presented revealing tenderness, compassion |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
poem of war. Love these verses "watching and talking to my uniforms, unnoticed, they worn so often no one will know I'm not inside." war...words are not enough to say but you always do it well in a cool way to show the sadness in soul |
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