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There is a headlong rush to this poem that is difficult to describe.
It's kind of like running around in an unfamiliar place and suddenly being confronted with a very personal realization. Well done...
posted by
saul_relative
on June 16, 2008 at 10:33 AM
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this is very well expressed my dear! reality can be so sad sometimes my dear...
posted by
__Purple_Mermaid11__
on June 15, 2008 at 11:02 PM
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So it goes ...
If Kurt Vonnegut wrote a poem ... you got the feel!
posted by
BC-A
on June 15, 2008 at 8:42 PM
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Wow!
That was entertaining!
posted by
CRShelley
on June 15, 2008 at 5:30 PM
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Terror can be very cruel. sam
posted by
sam444
on June 15, 2008 at 3:23 PM
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I can see why you haven't gotten any comments. It's not exactly what makes the heart beat strong (but pounding if you're there). No one wants to be in battle, nor witness or be part of carnage. Very vivid, almost like I was there, but where? WWI, II, Korea, Nam, or Africa today? Perhaps all. I was about to be shipped to Nam when the bell rang, and I was happy it did. But I still remember the mental prep. I used to carry Michevelli around with me--about the 50/50 chance. The question in the back of my mind was if I could die well. But when it happens, you're not even thinking about that, and you just do your training. Not something I want to re-visit, but somehow thankful some would write about it.
John
posted by
jfm32
on June 15, 2008 at 1:37 PM
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Poignant poem, well written and incredibly real. the ending was climactic and perfect. I am sorry if this is autobiographical, sorry for what you went through and what you are still suffering. Good luck to you and G-d bless
posted by
Sinome
on June 15, 2008 at 1:24 PM
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