Rememberance Day Poem
Striking
an officer in his Stetson and Red Serge
a tableau vivant in mourning pose.
This day,
a wind will blow, a leaf from its perch will swirl
sleeping on an invisible wave
completely at its mercy, uncomplaining
No movement.
the tableau vivant mourning pose, uncomplaining
How still he is
no motion
Emotion -
it stirs inside
A tear
it moves with a searing heat
to its final resting place, as the cadets pass
symbols for now, dread at a future that no one knows
Striking
a tableau vivant in his mourning pose
copyright November 11, 2005
posted by HR at 11/11/2005 12:21:00 a.m.
3 Comments:
It's great HR...may they rest in peace
Thank you HR, that was excellent... god rest there souls.
Excellent poem.
Just wanted to let you know: my blog readers and I have come to a decision - our counter to the Liberal movement to "wear black" and "wear red" on Fridays "until our troops come home", will be "Operation Green shirt/ Yellow ribbon".
On Fridays, to show our support for the troops AND their mission, we will wear green, and to show our hope for them to come home safe, soon, and victorious, we will also wear a yellow ribbon on our lapel or around our wrists.(pictures at my site soon) Please spread the word any way you can! Thanks in advance.
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