tether

love. it's a tether that keeps us all down to earth

the lady of the lake,

apple of my eye,

say you love me,

yes i do...

 

words to remember,

in the midst of war,

bloody battle strewn

across mighty oceans,

 

a small reminder,

of a greater cause,

for what

are we fighting for?

 

i fight for love,

those hazel eyes,

framed perfectly in bloodred

glasses

 

hazel eyes, too innocent

to conjure those horrors.

to even imagine them

is beyond her

 

so i lift my gun,

and heft my pack,

on one blood-shod

march after another.

 

one battle after another

strewn across the murky sky,

where gunsmoke and mustard gas

collide.

 

i fire,

the gun rattles,

empty. my thoughts

flash to her side

 

and the cost of this stupid war

is our bond

our chance. for a family

for eternity.

 

and i see her

in a wedding dress,

waiting for the groom but he does not come

and i fume

 

for i am the groom

but time separates us.

and then, i realise

i am still alive

 

the roar i hear now

is the cheering of countless comrades...

 

now i am old,

my hands well worn and knotted

so are hers, but more so

for pulling on the tether that keeps me to reality.

Reviews

[HorrorMaster]

Very great poem

[MuSe Ampoule]

Great piece...it is human to fight...and to want piece. The description of this paradox is often told by soldiers who claim that the memories of their loved ones are what kept them safe from war...when they were in the war to protect them in the first place. Poignant and deep.

[Huggy Bear]

fantastic piece:)

[Kaitlyn]

good job! :)

[Ruth]

Strange how in such circumstances, we come together more, we bondm beautifully told love, there is always hope! xx

[Charles]

Nicely done poetry. It captures well the feelings of the soldier at war. The only suggestion I have is to correct the lines in the third stanza that read 'for what are we fighting for' - one too many 'fors' in the phrase. :-)

[CompellingComposer]

Once again I have been taken away by another beautiful poem! Bravo!

-CompellingComposer

[Linear]

Sounds of the battle rage, damp is the earth that may be our grave, yet even now in craters deep grow the poppies at my feet.
good work

[akapr17other]

really cool! I like this a lot.

[KAREN]

Great flow, Kinda romantic as well! Using, war and love together is an amazing write!