Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

Taps Screams Out

The drumroll, too heavy for May
    rumbles on ... abruptly halts
  Cadets at attention rigidly
    silently, duty-bound ... 

  In measured tones, a psalm floats on
    a breeze made limp by heat
  Taps screams out, the flag is lowered
    to its echoes, a box sinks down... 

  Cadets as still as statues still
    'til cadence soft of drums resumes
  Their comrade now interred for aye
    eyelids lowered, red the sky

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Valsa George July 17, 2023 at 8:51 PM The way soldiers bid farewell to a comrade is so touching and majestic. You have captured the scene in all its melancholic intensity and solemn gravity.

John Lawless July 17, 2023 at 4:36 AM too many folded flags wept upon in the shrieking silence. Gershon Wolf July 17, 2023 at 8:06 PM Weep no more, for soldiers..

Kim Rodrigues July 17, 2023 at 3:30 AM a psalm floats on a breeze made limp by heat…wow Gershon Wolf July 17, 2023 at 8:05 PM Psalms float. That's what I wrote.

Shirley Hawkins July 16, 2023 at 11:35 PM This a compelling verse. Unnecessary wars cause hearts to break in so many unnecessary ways. I could picture this scene very vividly. Gershon, an excellent compassionate verse. Take care, Shirley Gershon Wolf July 17, 2023 at 8:03 PM Thank you for your support for this one, Shirley.