Peter Lewis Holmes Poet Verse

Death of a Lady Soldier

Three warriors strong, of fleeting 
Foot, beset by  columns of night’s
Thick soot, to  waadi’s tears dried 
Long and loud, waits deadly mine
With shrapnel’s shroud

Rocks as mailbox, scattered
Round,but no letters can be found,
One foot ignites, a flash of  gas,
Sleeping soldier, foot of lass

Her mind now scattered, poems
And loves, the semblance of  a
Tattered glove; by lovely 
Face, old Troy was won, now lies 
Shattered, in the sun
 
Wailing much and beating hearts,
Comrades gather, fits and starts,
Radio crackles, hoist at last,
To the copter, goes brave lass

Spirit visits mum and dad, brief 
Young lover, surly, sad; Valhalla
Waits, brave angels’ girl; farewell 
Banners, rise quick, unfurl

Written for Open Poetry Contest 11/7/15

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Debbie Duncan July 24, 2015 at 2:38 AM Love the way you wrote this. You must like the TV show called Hell On Wheels. About the building/ laying tracks for the continental railroad. It's on AMC = American Movie Classic channel :) Peter Lewis Holmes July 24, 2015 at 3:15 AM PS..I will try and obtain a DVD of "Hell On Wheels"...best wishes...Peter.

Ian Jones July 11, 2015 at 4:06 PM Ex RAF and later MoD and proud to serve. A more fitting tribute I couldn't begin to imagine. Kind regards, Ian

John Lawless July 11, 2015 at 10:44 AM Peter, war and death care not for the complexity of their victims. My daughter spent 26 years in the military and carries in silence the burdens of what she experienced. Thanks for this wonderful tribute to the women who serve - and die for our freedoms.