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Lone Soldier

by J. P. Davies

it was a bitter recollection
a gathering of epic wonders
wrought together not with hand
but with sword.

the silence followed
echoing glaring concussions
a stark reminder for the deaf
that the earth still shakes.

the sky opened and wept,
sweeping thick blood from grass,
all the while caressing
the lone soldier

who, in his prime, thought
all he did was majestic
but now shivers from rememberance
and weeps back to the sky.

11/11/2005

Author's Note: Rememberance Day...in more ways than one.

Posted on 11/12/2005
Copyright © 2020 J. P. Davies

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/12/05 at 06:59 AM

Tremendously touching..."weeps back to the sky" is an awesome end line. Nicely penned.

Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 04/25/06 at 08:17 AM

You brought the horror of war to the reader without resorting to overused grafic descriptions. I saw it, I felt it and it all was in me. Thanks JP and congrats on POTD!

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/25/06 at 06:15 PM

Hey J.P., congrats on potd. Well deserved for this fine poem.

Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 04/28/06 at 07:27 AM

Congrats on POTD Jordan, nicely done

Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 08/14/06 at 07:23 PM

Excellent tribute to the fallen, nice work.

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