Albert Powers Poet Free verse

Da Nang, 1968: the Dance of Death

 DA NANG, 1968:  THE DANCE OF DEATH

 
That night I watched the muted flashes
Reflected off low somber clouds
And heard the muted rumble
Of distant artillery
As if a storm were approaching.

And I knew that somewhere
In the jungled hills out there
Uniformed figures flailed the air
In grotesque dances of death
Engulfed by flames
Shredded by shrapnel.

While I, weary beyond caring
Thought only of blessed sleep
Perhaps tomorrow or the days after that
I too would dance the dance of death
And then could rest forever.

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Skat A November 3, 2015 at 2:54 PM Love the topic :) SKAT Albert Powers November 9, 2015 at 1:03 PM Thanks for reading my poetry. I appreciate you comment.

Keng Chuan Seng November 2, 2015 at 8:03 PM Great piece of pensive thoughts... Rightfully from those who've fought... In the immortal words of Spock.. Live well and Prosper, take good stock.. Albert Powers November 9, 2015 at 1:08 PM Thanks for your thoughts on my poem. I spent some time in Da Nang when our radar plane developed mechanical problems. The sky was lit up all night by flares. It was the inspiration for the poem.