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AS THE FLAG UNFURLS

AS THE FLAG UNFURLS* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
the flag unfurls, its colors bold against the waking sky— each star, each stripe a testament to pride, honor, and patriotism. pride, not a shield, is a bridge, linking the stories of brave soldiers, those who once fought in battlefields, their shadows etched in the soil, their courage a whisper in the rustling leaves. honor is a compass, etched in the hearts of the brave, guiding us through the tempests of division, reminding us that beneath our skin, we share the same pulse, the same yearning for respect, freedom and belonging, patriotism is a flame, flickering not in blind allegiance, but in the radiant glow of courage stoking the embers of hope, lifting up each other, an unwavering belief that together we are stronger. pride, honor, and patriotism intertwine, not as chains that bind us, but as roots that anchor us deep, in the fertile earth of understanding, where we rise together like the dawn. *Note: Poem originally published at Writer Monk, August 1, 2025. This is my original poem.
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August 2, 2025 at 10:24 PM
Powerful poetry at its best, Sara. It made me want to stand up and say the Pledge of Allegiance, and sing "Our Country is of Thee". Three cheers for this uplift patriot poem
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 3, 2025 at 5:55 PM
three cheers for your visit and your strong comments. I miss saying the pledge...I guess we got used to doing so when we were teachers...hugs, me
Godwin Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 3:15 PM
You should be at a podium reciting these words with all the feel, I feel you have behind them; everyone would be uplifted, proud and united as Americans. Ideally, what I wrote would be true. I know that's 'how' I felt reading your poem. I'm an Army brat, my Dad fought in Vietnam, died decades later from agent orange. Regrettably, pride in America has waned. BUT those brave souls on the PA flight on 9/11 died with only love for American as motivation which is still an easy cry for me. CayCay
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 5:37 PM
thank you, CayCay, for your heartfelt and encouraging words. Sorry to hear about your father...same thing happened with my brother-in-law. Hubby was in Vietname but wasn't on the battlefield. What soldiers endure during and after battle makes me appreciate the freedoms we enjoy. I love America and wish (unrealistically) that everyone could love this country. Even with its shortcomings, it's a grand country. Thanks for visiting and for sharing. hugs, Sara
Hind Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 2:47 PM
The very burning in the soul - Sara, I enjoyed your poem!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 5:33 PM
wow, thank you, Paige. I'm glad my poem struck a chord with you. Appreciate your visit and encouragement, hugs, Sara
Ashley Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 7:39 AM
Dear Sara, your beautiful poem is heartfelt, moving and uplifting! Your verse is expressed with strength yet with tenderness.. a wonderful balance. Congratulations for your poem being published at Writer Monk and so glad to be able to read it here too. Your inspiring poet's pen shines, my sweet friend! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Etgen-Baker Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 5:34 PM
You're most kind, Susan, and a wonderful poet friend. I appreciate your kind comments and congratulatory words. Always grateful for your visits. have a pleasant evening, hugs, Sara
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