James Fraser Poet Rhyme

When You'Re Gone

The day you left
To go to war
As you turned to me
Amor

In trenches deep
Entrenched in love
Please return
My loving Dove

Battles fought
Heard on the news
Platoons hit
Who did we lose?

No telegram
Like World War Two
Staff car, knock knock,
It can't be you

Sit down Mrs Fraser
We have to say
Cpl Fraser was wounded
Yesterday,
From shrapnel fired from an R.P.G.
We are sad to inform the loss of he

I sit in tears
Your photo in hand
I feel alive
But oh so bland
Do I tell the kids, nothings wrong!
When they ask 
Will you be gone for long?




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Melody Coster June 14, 2009 at 4:39 PM Greetings again James. I finally got around to reading this piece and I see what you mean, our two poems are alike. I enjoyed reading this but kind of got stuck at the line "Your photo in my hand". I would have left off the word my and written "Your photo in hand". Don't mean to step on your toes, it is a well written piece and I felt Mrs. Frasers saddness and totally felt her quandry as to just what to tell the children. Melody?

Nathan Leccese May 27, 2009 at 2:26 PM James...I believe this hits home more then mine did. The part about the kids just about tears me up. I was in the military for 4 years so I understand all of this and have seen it. The thought has raced though my mind if I would ever see my kids again. I'm glad I'm out now and living a normal life. Great poem though. I loved it. It trully touched my heart. Nate

Carolyn Devonshire May 2, 2009 at 6:25 PM Hi James! Just took a break to visit the site and see what you had posted today. I'm addicted to your poetry. This is a very compelling and sad (but beautifully written as always). Was this about your grandfather or another family member? It has a very "real" sense to it. Excellent work! Love, Carolyn

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen May 2, 2009 at 4:24 PM War is bad. Death is everywhere. Why must we humans do such? This poem is strong and sad. Is this true family history about your dad? Or brother? Or who? God bless you and your famioly. Love, Dane

Charmaine Chircop May 2, 2009 at 3:26 PM heartfelt and deep,all i can say is lets pray---God is with us all always

Jo Hayton May 2, 2009 at 2:46 PM I don't know what to say to this poem james, except it has me in tears... Take care, Jo