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IDF
by Travis G FinborgAs the mortars crash around
-the dull thump in my chest
-the pillar of black smoke and dust
I ponder my lonliness
I stare in a disconnected way
as the soldiers around me
scramble for their armor
the cry goes out for a medic
but I dont see any blood
i stare in bemusement
at the scramble
turned out nobody got hit
just a couple of charred
holes in the ground
10/18/2010 Author's Note: IDF is an acronym meaning Indirect Fire. Direct fire would be rifle fire, indirect is artillery, mortars, or rockets.
Posted on 10/18/2010
Copyright © 2024 Travis G Finborg
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 10/18/10 at 01:17 PM A write that brings us back to the reality of having other people in harms way so we can go about our daily lives with no fear. Having been in the Air Force only between Korea and Vietnam I have no idea what it would be like to be shot at or to have mortars falling all around. Just come home in one piece! |
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