Submit a Poem
Get Your Premium Membership
spacer
 

To sleep so precious

Randall Smith Avatar  Send Soup Mail  Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below is the poem entitled To sleep so precious which was written by poet Randall Smith. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Read Poems by Randall Smith

Best Randall Smith Poems

+ Fav Poet

To sleep so precious

This is the darker side of me.
 
 
I used to sleep and dream
Bright colors....and images,
As a young man...
A new soldier....
I would sleep just so
I could dream....
Missing noon meals.... 
In the Mess Hall.....
Hungry not for food....
 
The sun would fill my room
With light....
That I covered with a pillow
Until the afternoons shadow
Filled my room.
 
Exhausted....
Excited....
I would bath
And shave and venture out
Of my barracks room...
At night.
 
I was seventeen.....
And I knew where
The hole in the fench...
In the Motor Pool was...
 
I remember the smells
Of beer and girls dancing
All night in clubs...
After hours....
No MP's in sight....
It was my own private adventure
Deep into the night.
 
Yes, I was handsome....
Though I did not see it...
I was too involved with
What I was seeing to
Know who I was at the time....
Just a young man
On an adventure.....
Of his own making....
Not knowing the power
Of my youth....
 
On Saturday parade grounds
I stood...and heard
Of Valor in Battle....
And Enemies fought....
I knew these men with
Ribbons hard won.
Not a one had a smile...
 
I felt in my heart
That I too had to go...
And test myself...
Not for medals or awards...
but I did like their shine...
But to see why these
Young men....
Heros of mine...
Slept until noon....
Not feeling hunger....
 
Twenty three months
Later...
Downed in combat nightmares....
I finally understood...
 
To sleep is so precious
To dream is so wonderful....
But it is the price....
I pay every night...
For going to war....
 
At eighteen...
On my own request....
I received my orders...
To go to Vietnam....
 
I don't regret my own
Request....
I too stood tall
On another soldier's
Saturday parade field...
Not smiling....

Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment



A comment has not been posted for this poem. Be the first to comment.