Field of Flowers and Stones

Lasting memories haunt a tearful mind
How distant the dreams that no one owns
Etched marble, another name to remind
Lay in silent fields of flowers and stones

To search for days that will never be
unearth youthful years that quickly passed
To stand in a field where soldiers are free
know their torment is over at last

Eyes flow freely at a stone so cold
Brushing her hand across a marble name
fingers tremble for a son she can't hold
years to live with the pain she'll claim
Handed a flag that eight soldiers fold
Knowing her son will never grow old

2/18/15
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Miller Avatar
July 1, 2017 at 11:30 AM
So sad but I loved the way this was written.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 30, 2017 at 10:20 PM
A stone so cold! A son who would never grow old! Lovely in its sadness.
Hamilton Avatar
June 29, 2017 at 9:53 PM
So sad, but oh so well written, the last line evokes a deep sigh, congrats on a worthy win!
Wood Avatar
June 29, 2017 at 4:25 PM
Very nice Frederic. A moving poem. Congratulations! - Dean
Cozart Avatar
June 29, 2017 at 2:06 PM
I can see why you won. This beautiful and moving.
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March 22, 2015 at 10:58 PM
FREDERIC, Congratulations on your awesome win. Thank you for participating in my contest. Stop by my latest blog "POETS" if you'd like. Enjoy the win and honorable mention. <3 <3 LOVE LINDA <3 <3
Fleming Avatar
February 19, 2015 at 7:46 AM
"Poignant" is most certainly the word I would use. Great sense of "Atmosphere" to the words, Fred...nicely done! :-) john.
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 19, 2015 at 5:09 AM
You have captured the depth of pain and anguish so poignantly in this excellent poem Frederic. The loss is overwhelming and continues, to a bit lessor degree, forever. I am fav'ing this beautifully written poem. Bravo my friend! 7+
Pinet Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 12:36 PM
The poem flows with a sad beat and the words say everything by evoking thoughts within the reader's consciousness. Emile #7
Eaton Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 12:00 PM
This is so beautiful and full of emotion. Brought tears to my eyes. I am afraid if I read it again, I will actually cry. It's a 7 in heaven from me. Janet
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