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Iraqi Blood Storm

IRAQI BLOOD STORM helicopters swarm red dust like cake flour clings panic tastes like bile rising crescendo of screams sulphur clouds the reasons why

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Donna Golden

Date: 11/29/2009 9:05:00 AM

Wonderful write, Jimbo! You've done a fantastic job of making the reader feel the agony of war. Hugs, Donna

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 11/29/2009 8:02:00 AM

Jimbo war is hell .. and our soldiers are very brave to protect us so well at the fear of risking their own lives... excellent tanka poetry today.. well expressed... luv... and thankxxx for enjoying my poetry today.. I try to cover a variety of subjects for mass appeal... luv again... "Sweetheart"

James Knox

Date: 11/28/2009 8:01:00 PM

i can hear the helicopter and feel the sand in my nostrils as i rush out of the chopper , is it adrenaline or is it fear i feel ? ..... war is a crazy thing .... great job

Marty Owens

Date: 11/28/2009 5:51:00 PM

Nice poem...Enjoyed reading...Marty

John Freeman

Date: 11/28/2009 12:55:00 PM

Helicopters, like the swarm of Locust, coming up out of the bottomless pit, when the fifth angel sounded, (Rev.9:1-5) Sincerely, Love, Moses

Daver Austin

Date: 11/28/2009 11:28:00 AM

Yes! To me, one of the uggliest sounds and sights are those, powerful raucous, military helipcopters on whatever mission. GReat write. Love, daver

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/28/2009 5:09:00 AM

Interesting Tanka. Keep the magical pen flowing. Sara

Farah Chamma

Date: 11/28/2009 12:36:00 AM

A great, concise write...conveys the image very clearly...May Allah bestow peace... Always, Farah

Audrey Haick

Date: 11/27/2009 8:27:00 PM

Excellent Tanka, James. You have captured a scenery of destruction so real! Peace and love, Audrey