Let's move to the shore
Where the salt laden air
And surf-song thunder
Ease the pains of war
Where the scars we share
That near drew us under
Might find peace once more
Let's move to the sea
And lay rest to the woes
That echo our loss
Each new sun we see
Friends, brothers, heroes,
No more counted as dross
upon slag ~ Set free
Let's move to a place
Where the gulls cry forlorn
In endless refrain
Our sad fall from grace
Where memories borne
Through war's cold sodden rain
Steels peace 'pon our face
ELAshley
102706.104811.6
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No. 8 in EL's on-going series of war poetry. You can find the previous 7, in the order they were penned, below...
Trilogy of War -- Part I
Line of Fire
Trilogy of War -- Part II
I am Atef
Trilogy of War -- Part III
in Memorium
Resurrection
2 Comments:
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- Anonymous said...
October 28, 2006 at 6:38 PMI'm sure your poetry is quite good... But I am a poor judge of verse. I may be the only woman I know who doesn't like a poem! LOL!- Anonymous said...
October 29, 2006 at 8:04 PMGood stuff, EL.
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