James Fraser Poet Verse

Fortunes of War

Train, sidings, chaos, meaning
Scared to look, reasoning, vision

Closed doors now opening, sighs

Confusion abounds, shouting
Bullets flying, pouting guards, snipped

Warred crimson spills
Previous defiance lies with no voice
Empty they, embraced with death

Elation, turmoil, as to where I am, confused
Being me, scared to step out, sunlight

Approached, a gentle calm
Breathing to hyper, in gasp, now lost where I am

My eyes wide in open stare, beware
Calmness abounds to an American sound

I'm free



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Nette Onclaud July 25, 2014 at 3:09 PM solid write about war and its angst.. so painfully, beautifully written , prince.. huggs James Fraser July 25, 2014 at 3:12 PM Thank you Princess (((( hugs )))) back. Have a lovely weekend :)x

Vera Duggan July 24, 2014 at 1:23 AM Oh James, WAR what a horrible word and FREEDOM what a lovely word, very well written my friend. Take care..........Vera.......... James Fraser July 25, 2014 at 12:13 PM Thank you for your kind words Vera, have a lovely weekend, James :)

Daver Austin July 23, 2014 at 10:37 AM Exciting piece, James, and with a twist. Love, daver James Fraser July 23, 2014 at 3:58 PM Thank you Daver, such a joy to see/read your comment, James....

Jeremy Street July 19, 2014 at 11:38 AM This Is Somewhat Profound As In Deep, Chilling To The Core Of They Whom Could Never 'Truly' See ? Insanity 125....KLove *