Soldier Autumn Poems

an actor he was typecast

a soldier hit by a blast

but as of right now

he milks a sad cow

farming a dramatic past.
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Four fast friends and I sailed away to war.
Our dreams were fresh, and we owned forever.
On Omaha beach a shell took Trevor.
His sap of Spring...

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you will never know where you forget it
or lose it,
the night is an overstuffed  suitcase
that you never know when it will open wild,

i saw...

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Turkish Poetry Translations II

Çanakkale Sehitlerine
"For the Çanakkale Martyrs"
by Mehmet Akif Ersoy
loose English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Was there ever anything like the Bosphorus war??
The earth’s...

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A forest soldier still armored in golden chain
guards the Canadian Shield from brooding vines and
          ...

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Bombs blasting so near,
child of war covers her ears,
mother is gone no where to be seen,
sheet covers broken window,
blocks the light but not the screams
of...

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Standing alone no shoes on her feet
thinking of strangers destined never to meet
branches that sway on a soft gentle breeze
below her a stream and a...

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Find The Cost Of Freedom

we are living on borrowed time
 can you hear the path calling from Armegeddon's side
 look to the native Indian my...

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Keep Ya Head Up

We get in the grip of governments scheme
 While we pretend to hold hands in the land of mean
 Sporting new clothes...

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At the savage, indigo sky,
draped in snow, claw the mountains high.
By the cirque, a base, sheltered 'neath, 
his gun sings the ballad of death.

A field...

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*Beasts of burden*

Then I couldn't grapple the hand
that held onto what I hinged upon
Never 'ld, instead I reached for its head
Mortal-minded, neither soldier nor lord
or...

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*Beasts of burden*

Then I couldn't grapple the hand
that held onto what I hinged upon
Never 'ld, instead I reached for its head
Mortal-minded, neither soldier nor lord
or...

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a zanze

“Autumn leaves will bring poppa home,”
Words to son, Jon, throughout the year.
Pops had been transferred north to Nome
immersed in his army career.

Autumn leaves will...

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Sound of a sad flute creeps around the temple,
as the Katana sword slides away from its scabbard;
it is slid with so much care;
as though it...

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Lusting the passions of a secret desire
Unwinding the mystery of my needs
Funerals are for the future
Internment I ask be deferred
Timeless is my youth
Useless is my...

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