Harry Horsman Poet Lyric

Making Plans For You

(SOMEWHERE IN FRANCE 1917)

It’s just another starry night
all is at peace before the storm,
Yet so afraid am I, of the impending summer’s day 
now the shadows begin to form.

Many silhouettes create memories
those in childhood verdant pastures aspire,
yet amongst this valley of planted souls
gives one many reasons to suspire.

I see a subtle portrait of mankind
an apparition suspended from the sky,
in waves of committed butchery
to fill one’s saddened eye.

Are they not also human?
those that dance between the lead,
like me, have they a reason to love
those that advance amongst the dead.

Yet still they come uninvited
like the surf on an inhibited beach,
same God! Same belief!
Our ascendancy, our spirit to breach!

Yet still, I keep on making plans for the morrow
my love I know soon to be all alone.
Oh! How I wish my finger tips to touch her face,
before one rescinds this life, this birthright loan!

© Harry J Horsman  2007

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Daver Austin July 21, 2016 at 12:56 PM A flashback on one of my old favorites - All's quiet on the western front. God that awful trench warfare. Time to think of everything you must lose - the mud, the blood, the actual raw discomfort. Thought like yours above are all that would preserve sanity. Great stuff, Harry. Love, daver

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire March 3, 2013 at 2:53 PM Dear Harry, My eyes glisten as I read this sad Heartfelt longing POEM I have wove a wreath of Laural I picked from my backyard I crown YOU as a POET Laureate an offer the GOLDEN Pen of POETRY (an Honor Lenore and I came up with for Excellence in POETRY) I bow to YOUR Talent With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER Your Eternal Liege...Harry

Poet Destroyer A December 18, 2012 at 12:22 PM wow... love the longing way you wish to embrace this soul once again... this poem is very beautiful....xox~pd

Andrea Dietrich October 30, 2012 at 7:57 AM Thanks for your comment on Lion Love sonnet of mine. This tragic poem of yours I have seen before but it remains golden!

Andrea Dietrich May 4, 2012 at 10:36 PM Such a sad one, Harry, and to think they never learned even after those two horrific wars in the first half of the 1900's. I'm glad to have found this one tonight. Thanks for commenting on the blog for Jack today. Did you ever tell me YOUR birthday? I have such a bad memory!!