Joy!! I just found some of my poetry I thought long gone with my stolen pc tower...thank goodness for Yahoo mail storage!
I would love to hear from those of you who understand and remember.
(Copyrights in effect)
Zeroing Rifles
Earth pocket unzipped,
toes touch black lint
rocks roots,
belly pressed
in corner womb,
elbows planted
on green hair,
breath beats blood pulse
tension builds in/ex
h a l e
wait
wait
wait
gentle
finger
squeeze
sudden screaming echo
as the green torso falls
Cattle Drive to the Range
Crushed together
in wet ponchos,
we huddled
on splintered benches
back of a deuce and a half,
M16 muzzles seeming to
connect the dots of
Louisiana
along pungent OD green canvas,
and us,
achingly aware of
warm bodies leaning
against thighs arms backs
steel pot helmets
clanging in rhythm
against steel poles
to the pock-faced insolence
of untamed roads.
And this one from my updated Bittersweet Poetry Page:
Guard Duty outside the POC at 5am
On the other side
of concertina wire,
shouldering alone
the dewy weight
of southern summer dawn,
as the slumbering earth
shuddered, melding
to the curves of my body,
I watched shifting shapes
along the scrub pines
dance among fireflies
caught in reverie
between my rifle sights
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