Trenches

A poem about life in the trenches of World War I

A dark grave in disguise

we built, of modest size

we dug our hole of loss

 

like Jesus bore his cross.

 

I lay there, felt the earth

 

experiencing the birth

 

of my new trench-home.

Reviews

[Sara]

thank u all!!

[Joel Alvarado]

I really like this piece because it is simple yet it gets the message across. That war was very sad, with men fighting and dying only to accomplish capturing a few feet a year. Well done and nicely penned!

[BrokenStaR]

well expressed with deep emotions!!

[Butterflymom]

This is so very powerful and profound. Very well done, and well stated!