July

July! You’re here On the Fourth Waving the flag. Mustard stains and blood In step with time’s drummer, Sorrows shared by those who know The cost of Independence Day. The lilting sound of taps at sunset Whispering a prayer of thanksgiving. ©7/10/2023

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Susan Ashley

Date: 8/1/2023 6:27:00 PM

Dear John, the patriotic and poignant tone of your poem is both moving and beautiful. Congratulations on your wicked awesome win in Andrea's contest. Warmest wishes, my friend.. ~Susan

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/1/2023 1:39:00 PM

Congratulations on this winner in the contest. Way to go. Sara

Kim Merryman

Date: 7/28/2023 5:37:00 PM

A touching write, John! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/28/2023 11:04:00 AM

Line five was fantastic, John. The imagery of mustard and blood standing for sacrifice congrats on my contest.

Jim Slaughter

Date: 7/14/2023 2:06:00 PM

I'll never be able to share the "sorrows shared by those who know", John, but I can empathize with them completely.

Di11y Da11y

Date: 7/10/2023 9:01:00 PM

I wish I'd put the word mustard into a poem - that reference (despite my lack of independence day experience) elevates this poem dramatically. Love the contrast in that line packing a punch.