She could hear
The doors open
To the car that
Never brings
Good news
Footprints sounded like drums
As clear skies found clouds
She prayed so hard
Hoping it was some mistake
As the bell rang
Her heart quit beating
As she welcomed
Her uninvited guests
The leaves were falling
As the world carried on
For her, this moment
Was discussed before deployment
Every army wife had this talk
Now it was a reality
Not some scenario
Dressed in their uniforms
Carrying out orders
That requires faith
They told her
About his bravery
How he honored his country
And that he is in god’s hands
Offering condolences
They said good day
and carried on
That day silence spoke
Agony lingered
Rage manipulated
Loneliness was a seductress
Hope had relocated
Money won’t mend a heart
Not even being commemorated
Yes, it’s part of being in the army
Tell that to a woman that replaced love
With a folded flag
Uncle Sam took her fiancé
Comments
Your best poem I have read!
No jingoism or sentimentality. You have spoken truth of feeling.
thank you
for your help and critique
Sigh.
Sigh.
Beautiful... Remember to reread this and *be the flute*, Paul
~Acc
anna
thank you for stopping by
Paul
I have no criticism.
Just admiration for an excellent poem.
Jim
thannk you for the comment
footprints sounded like drums
In context, one of if not the best line I've read here....................stan
sir
thanks for the words
Delicate and yet stolid
commendable work I like how you keep your viewpoint without veering
off into poignant sentiment An all true poem of todays woes and those
whom are forever linked to the inextolerable toll that war enacts upon
its involved and committed
I would get rid of the ending
I would get rid of the ending in this that last line is way too cliche for me, though I am not patriotic I think the striking ending is the line about the flag.