Orange N Black

Orange N Black

A Poem by lee von cleef



My father never told me not to do much of anything I wanted to,
Except, join the army, He didn't say no,He said
"There is a lot of waste of life in war"
That is what I felt ,
As his thoughts held my shoulders square,
Tears,steam,and a room tight with emotion ,
The girls,my daughters too,
A team of hearts in prayer,
My fathers' essence ,close,
I could  smell,wool wet,a Pendleton shirt,oil from his sweat band,
Vitalis dusty oil,
Through me he was there.
Orange N Black
Just colors in a locker room.
# 44, a Angel number, # 6, a Maverick number.
"Jesso" 9-04-'88  to  5-08-'07
Lordsburgs' "Urlacher" Jessie his colors,
Were the steam,were the loss,were the thoughts,oh Jessie.....
Orange N Black
Through me he was there.
How do you feel so alone with so much love in a room?, oh Jessie.....
These girls his age,one lost a mother.
Jaiden lost a dad.
Do they feel alone ? Hands clasp in prayer,
Their, my, tears, tar, on the tiles,of the
Orange N Black clad locker room.   Oh  Jessie.....

© 2012 lee von cleef


Author's Note

lee von cleef
Talk, Question yourself,Listen,Measure,let another judge.

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Well written

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Do they feel alone ? Hands clasp in prayer,
Their, my, tears, tar, on the tiles,of the
Orange N Black clad locker room. Oh Jessie.....


I just loved these last 3 stanza's
such amazing imagery in your words.
Awesome write

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Colors of orange and black added on Halloween take me to thoughts of how so many look for treats and might get tricks instead - expect the good and receive the bad, even the worst of bad as the children you mention have, and the horrific pain endured in the memory of Jessie!
Your write is heart wrenching and hits a nerve in me that is perhaps unparalleled as the #44 was my deceased son's football #.
Your advice to talk, question yourself, listen, measure, let another judge is that of a sage - of one who has experienced the great highs with the great lows in life!
A very, very touching write my friend!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Your work sometimes stings, sometimes makes me smile, sometimes transcends me and always intrigues me! :)


Posted 12 Years Ago


Hmm, confusing, at least for me. Then again, I believe I'm uneducated regarding these references. or I'm too depressed to think of a meaning. Still, I see the urgency your mind has placed on this, and I commend you for having gone through with this concept. Well done, nonetheless, confused as I am.

Posted 12 Years Ago


..As his thoughts held my shoulders square,...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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