Tag Archives: War Poetry

Twelve

Twelve: the hours in the day Which my heart still beats Reminding me that I made it out When you never did.  

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Book-Bound in Sweat and Blood, Replayed in the Theaters in Their Heads

I haven’t had time or energy to post much recently as work has been crazy-busy, and we’re putting in a lot of hours. But something recently came to my attention that I could not let rest only in my head, … Continue reading

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Addiction (part 2)

Continued from Additcton (Part 1) We had already got our fix that day. An overdose perhaps, But that did not stop Them from providing more; Nor us from enduring it. Coming down, after several Hours-in, we were rolling home When … Continue reading

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Addiction (part 1)

You never knew you Needed it until they gave It to you. Young and naive Maybe you might have dreamt of it; Pretended it. You might have asked for it; Sought it, prayed for it Imagined it, feared it. But … Continue reading

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Bringing Some History to History…

A long time ago in what seems like an entirely different life, far far away, I used some of the blood money I was making while downrange to procure something different. Something special. Something timeless, and unique. I bought an … Continue reading

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Time Does Not Heal ALL Wounds…

…It only heals scars and dulls some of the difficult feelings. I haven’t written on the blog in a while, some out of laziness and mostly out of exhaustion from all that being a new homeowner entails.  But today is a … Continue reading

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“Superman is Dead”

I want to do something a little different today.  I want to share with you a piece that came to me via FaceBook from a fellow veteran: Sergeant First Class Louis ‘Ted’ Sheppard. I had the pleasure of being his … Continue reading

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“That’ll Never Be Me”

No matter what training or school or course it was in, Fort whatever-it-was, lying on the ground at night In the woods, cheek rested on the M-240B on guard I fought the Z-monster but said ‘this is just training If … Continue reading

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“I Guess We’re Veterans Now…”

On Veterans Day 2004, my men and I sat around looking at each other in Mosul, a week earlier having been blown-up wounding six, having been in Iraq for about a month and a half, and said – well, I … Continue reading

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Repetition

Left-right-left-right We went as we learned the Basic soldiering skills Customs and courtesies drilled Into our heads always; Repetition ‘Fall-in’ shouted about ten Times a day as the workweek went, From motorpool Monday’s to Sergeant’s- Time on Friday, months turning … Continue reading

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