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Read Poems by colin curtis

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Salient

The salient drew his mind to the terrors of the day,
and the stink of the long dead buried in the mire.
The creeping barrage sought him hiding in his clay,
found him there and surrounded him in searing fire.

Beneath the wounded trenches his new comrades lie,
broken and dismembered in their regimental symmetry.
And his eyes look on in wonder as such brave men die,
to suit the whims of government and evil serendipity.

Each breath now inhaled brings the horror of the fight,
each movement in his shallow an enemy closer still.
But salvaion comes not before the fading of the light,
and vengeance holds his mind in its readiness to  kill.

The crimson rivulets flow slower and the pain is eased,
'mid the weeping, sleeping soldiers and the new dead.
With seeping cordite and gas the god of war is pleased,
while the one remaining guardian cowers in his dread.

'Bring the night, bring the night' he prays in his fear,
as the bombs cascade around him in his clay hollow.
'Let me live and i will make it clear, and tell the truths
and the lies to those who follow!!!' 





Copyright © colin curtis | Year Posted 2013


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  1. Date: 5/6/2016 11:10:00 PM

    COLIN, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*
  1. Date: 4/29/2016 10:31:00 PM

    Colin, Well done. Glad to read your poem today. Love -LINDA-
  1. Date: 2/26/2013 5:43:00 AM

    You inspire
  1. Date: 2/25/2013 1:39:00 PM

    Colin an excellent piece of work...David

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