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Charlie(A True Story) Were They There Did They See?

The whiskey bottle is empty, his cup of hope run dry, he layed upon the gutter, people passed with distain in their eyes. Were they there did they see? He was a joke to some in this town, his story they did not know but he was a world war hero, captured, tortured but only to his flag, did he bow. Were they there did they see? The council gave him housing, said Charlie make it a home, he was there for one week only to him,it just another tomb of stone Were they there did they see? A Gloucester boy,whos eyes , could not take no-more, you drowned in the bottle Charlie, you drowned because of a war. Were they there did they see.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 3/26/2009 8:20:00 AM
WOW.....NOW THAT WAS DEEP,FORCEFUL AND EXTREMELY COMPELLINGYOU SHOULD BE A CARPENTER BECAUSE THE WEIGHT OF YOUR HAMMER CARRIES A LOT OF POWER....AND CAN PENATRATE THE HARDEST OF SURFACES.....OR MAYBE A BIGG BAND LEADER....FOR YOU PROVIDE MUSIC TO ONES' EARS AND SOOTHES THE SOUL OF MAN...
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Date: 12/8/2008 9:32:00 AM
Very sad story. It's all very moving, but the last stanza is particularly so. ~Juliane
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Date: 11/27/2008 11:09:00 AM
I am feeling fine Miss Ann. I am even feeling better after reading your write. This is so strong. The lines "you drowned in the bottle Charlie", you drowned because of a war", are powerful lines. I can see this very clearly. Well done my friend from afar. Love, Chris.
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Date: 11/27/2008 10:34:00 AM
You saw Ann in this caring tribute to a special man. Really touching. Your heart shines. Michael
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Date: 11/27/2008 9:11:00 AM
Nice poetic story. Thanks for sharing.
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Date: 11/27/2008 8:49:00 AM
This is such a moving piece of poetry Ann. Absolutely brilliantly written. Sad, the affect that war and trauma can have on the rest of someone's life. Sad, the judgments people make in ignorance. Great write. Love, Nigel
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