- Non-Erotic Poetry
- War Diaries
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Click hereDay One
As the sun soaks my face for the first time
My boot touches the ground
This place seems to be endless sand
My seat mate jokes “Welcome to the beach”
As we walk across the burning asphalt
Our boots sticking every second step
I think “Why the hell here”
What were the politicians thinking
In the distance black smoke rises
A distant thud echoes to the airport
“Welcome to the war boys”
says a scarred battered soldier
I look him in the eyes and see sheer terror
I wonder again
“Why the hell here”.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 16 years ago...is "very" good. I've been to places this hot before, though not on The Beach.
My Erotic Trailover 16 years agoI enjoy ballads and look forward to more of this poetic tale (~_~)
foehn2over 16 years agoThis is really good. I don't want to turn into one of the punctuation borgs, but I wish it were more conventional. Still, fine imagery, language, emotion. "Day One" makes me hope that others may be coming along. Terrible subject matter, but highly relevant. Thank you.
