Stained Freedom
By a102866
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A soft, imploring cry
peels from far and wide
from the silted lives of
mercenaries and conscripts,
the coagulated blood of still lifes
leached from stented veins
and strained for national pride
A quiet, solemn echo
bounces off re-sodded hills
and re-capped mountains
of voices muted in their prime
so that indentured revelers
might joyfully trumpet
an unrequited melody
of garnished freedom
and varnished liberty
The curdling wind plays taps
to the itinerant bones
on reefs and ocean bottoms
now hollowed by corrosive waves
of land-faring vagabonds who
continuously pare their calcified genes
Bottled tears that will never drain
remain untapped on distant shores
as their pilfering descendants
salt the museums and memorials
with their gratuitous patronage
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Excellent. You're poetry's
Excellent. You're poetry's never short on conviction. To write with such unerring schema and readability is no mean feat. Well done.
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Military Subject Matter on ABC
Hey a. With a re-jig this might match the comptition's entry criteria but at the very least this link will direct you to matters military on ABCtales.
http://www.abctales.com/blog/luke-neima/100-years-%E2%80%93-abctales-com...
Memorial Day in the UK (Armistice day) is an easy date to remember - the eleventh hour of the eleventh day af the eleventh month - it was when hostilities officially stopped to bring the First World War to an end.
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My only words are; yes this
My only words are; yes this is good! The thicknesess of the layered imagery, the weight of lived emotional history. Elsie
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Very good this one, I agree
Excellent read this one, I agree with Scratch "...With a re-jig this might match the comptition's entry criteria..."
Look forwards to seeing an entry posted soon, plus an entry from dear Scratch.
Regards
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Whoa Torscot!
Entering any kind of competition stresses me witless. Perhaps one day I might pluck up the courage to send a poem off to a magazine or something, but competitions? I haven't got the bottle for it.
ps I didn't mean to hijack your page a10! Sorry.
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Steph.
Steph.
Your tale have been chosen for Pick of the Day plus golden cherries, congratulations.
Now...don't tell me your muse will prevent you from submitting an entry for the Competition
Go on
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