This Empty Garden Seat

Life Lessons and Impressions, Military, Photography, Poetry

The shadow sits with no one

But the soul of

This empty garden seat

To capture a pause the world can not give

To drop a tear the world can not see

To whisper the stories of his lonesome heart

To no one but this quiet garden seat

The greens and the blues closely overhear

The shadow stands up

Leaving a countless memories

The world may not remember

But this  garden seat forgets never

The shadow leaves the fragrance of his memories

Wafting through the nonchalant  air

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Embedded in That Soldier’s Heart

Military, Poetry, Society and Nation, Uncategorized

Embedded in that soldier’s heart
Is the virtue of indomitable might
The never fading conviction of triumph for his land of the morning
The invisible tears of nostalgia for a homecoming
The hindered exclaims of his comrades and predecessors
Not for vengeance but for peace after a century old struggle
The hopeful thin breath midst looming despair
The beating of a noble music of sacrifice
The silhouette of an imminent dignified death
The nerves oblivious to excruciating pain
The love of a true son for his Mother
The blood of a genuine warrior of dreams that can only be..
Embedded in that soldier’s heart

(Written for my brother in 2007 for a literary folio.  In my thoughts, too, are men and women of courage in the Armed Forces and everyone with brave hearts. You all are heroes.)