Contemplating life, death, and the struggle…
The Sword Cuts
The sword cuts
And I die
The ending’s abrupt
No wondering why
Triumph is near
Look at history
Cleansed of fear
Death can be victory
Life opens and shuts
Doomed from the crib
The sword cuts
And I live
-gl-
From – A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle (aWIP)
Remembering those that serve…
Sacrifice Remembered
Finding a way to pay back
A mom with her own serving children
Works to make sacrifice remembered again
Each month they honor another so we don’t lose track
But it’s more than that
A celebration of lives
Cut short but full of life and accomplishment
And in the mission there’s one more commitment
Supporting children, husbands, and wives
Of those that served that
Need somewhere to stay while the doctors try to bring back
Their chance to live as full as they can again
Don’t let memories be lost in the din
Remember them now and after Afghanistan and Iraq
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From – A Warrior’s Tears: Poems of Pain (aWIP)
In honor of Patricia Boyd and her efforts on the Fallen Heroes Calendar
Available at MilitaryHeroesFoundation.Org:
Proceeds go to the Fisher House supporting military families
Contemplating responsibility…
Solve the Problem
We must place the blame
Why? Does that solve the problem?
Sometimes such a game
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From – Straight Thru the Curves: A Book of Haiku – (aWIP)
Contemplating love and the falling in…
Excerpted from – About the Whys
Looking into pain filled eyes
I want to run but cannot
When she smiles I’ve just one thought
And the same as when she cries
Oh I’m in trouble…
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Contemplating cause and effect…
Goes Away
Every day dogs bark
And the post man goes away
Is the Why so stark?
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku (aWIP)
Contemplating beauty…
So Very Sad
She asks that I pray
Why’s his face so very sad
It’s just made that way
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku – (aWIP)
Contemplating love…
How So Much
How much can I say
How so much in love I am
When I missed the day
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From – Straight Thru the Curves: A Book of Haiku (aWIP)
Contemplating weakness and pain and why I’m late…
Yesterday Stilling
My back did go out
Yesterday stilling my voice
But for pain filled shouts
&
Of Clay
And now but a rock
Or a wobbly lump of clay
Learning how to walk
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From – Straight Thru the Curves (aWIP)
Doing what should be done, or not, or must…
Excerpted from – A Personal Challenge
…As a general Robert should have turned
But this king and this man could not refuse to fight at this Bannock Burn
The eyes of all his fellow Scots looked to him
As their king and champion
Whatever his reasons Robert spurred his horse and moved to meet the foe
Quiet, as all waited to see how the fight would go…
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Laughing at life…
My Son Knew
Once again
The training has saved my life
This many more times than twice
The trained reactions take care of me like an old friend
The first two lines all I said
And from only that much my son knew
At hearing his certainty I bellowed with laughter
And he waited for the story that would come
Sure I’d fallen like something he’d do
Glad I wasn’t dead
Three steps up then flat onto my face. Marble doesn’t bend
Limping the next few days. Bruised the price
But still with my life
Once again
-gl-
From – A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle (aWIP)