One of the saddest picture of war. Look at the dis-concern of the walking Soldiers. War make men cold and listless. They must carry the memories in the hidden parts of their minds. Rebirth later. I like the desire of this poem. A excellent poem.
Coyote
This is one of the very few pictures that sends my emotions into turmoil, and just like the picture, your poem grabs my heart and grips it with a deathly strength...
"Red are the poppies like our blood" that last line is so sad it makes my tears flow....beautifull, yet eerie...
Tears! That's the saddest poem I believe I've ever read! The words brought tears as well as chills and then the picture came into view and i felt even more!
One of the saddest picture of war. Look at the dis-concern of the walking Soldiers. War make men cold and listless. They must carry the memories in the hidden parts of their minds. Rebirth later. I like the desire of this poem. A excellent poem.
Coyote
Dont worry if the sparrow chirps today,
Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing
Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..