Veteran Poets

  Bright, sunlit banners wave as soldiers march. As Francis Ledwidge, Irishman, parades, The sight and sound of laughter fill the air: “To war!” The drumbeat stirs all hearts to share.   Bold men are damned yet ready for the dare. Brave men, for glory, stepping forth as one as Wilfred Owen’s ‘Artist Rifles’ share;…

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The Choice

The best of dancers ruined by a host of other loves that to the heart may call. Some choices must be made or not at all. The dance too brief ; the song may end for most and fly away from splendor of romance. Crescendo reached and still the dance she owns. Life is too…

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The Mending

My world abandoned, Nature makes amends. A wild confusion grows at my front door. The mutterings of children heard no more. Beneath her gnarled roots a sallow floor.   Vines grab the windows once held curtain’s sway. With ghostly tread, cold silence roves her halls. No more the scent of Jasmine blossom calls. What mystery…

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