Soldier Image Poems

Khandahar is where all began IED ignited 
my skull in the blink of an eye Kabul came 

into view as the smoke clears my body...

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It’s Friday afternoon. Anna, Lisa, Leong and I are sitting around our common room - sagging actually - after a long day.
“I need a break,”...

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He dealt death and devastation,
in the defense of his nation.
And soon morphed into a machine,
fueled by belief and caffeine.

Obeying orders he'd enforce,
he snuffed out life...

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Hay now, now sing this corrosion
Of winter wastes and Red stars white nights

And waring tribes a bully on the block 
To kick you when your...

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We are destined to repeat history;
wars are nonstop... and the killing goes on.
And though little girls are raped and murdered,
in life's game of chess, they...

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The streets are vacant under the mystery rain gently falling as I gaze into the cold blue depth of a fluorescence-lit street

Languishing…

Under blaring lamps, the...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot as hell 
Bone white skulls stare

At its heart
cutting sweet 
burns in between
Deep in a place 
for the pain

The...

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Welcome home the family has missed you                        Dad come down now    ...

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Lying alone on a freshly mown lawn
Green as emeralds and warm from
The autumn sun flickering daintily 
Through the flecks of mystery dust
Welcoming my form into...

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

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Purple irises lapping up sunlight
No regard for tomorrow
Basking in the moment.

Standing in soldier-like rows, salute sun;
Violet blue uniforms
Lint less in summer’s breeze.
...

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Night train screaming down
The hill, grinder for
Metal rails in Earth’s dust.

Painful reminder of war
Carrying troops to battle.

Her screams echo those of 
the dying soldiers....

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CHRISTMAS IN THE PLAIN OF REEDS

Three on isolated holiday;
Cambodia on the horizon.
The reeds sway in the wind,
rippling like drifting snow,
their touch a ringing bell.
So close...

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ATTACK

I can still see their faces
mouths open screaming silent screams
silenced by the loud barking 
of weapons, theirs and ours;
sudden explosions rendering moot
intensity of automatic fire.

They...

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