Poetry in action

Poetry in action
Within nature beats a heart

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

For He Had Served His Country Well


Heavy heavy is my heart
For I am all alone
Four days now I’ve waited
But silence does surround
No phone that’s rung
No door that’s knocked
The past is all I have
The memories have stopped
They cannot now move on

Waiting waiting is all I do
I watch the clock tick by
The sleep that comes
Is troubled sleep
For I am in denial
I want for this to not be true
This could not be for me
And as I sit alone in here
The people pass me by

They pass me tea whilst telling me
I must keep up my strength
But what do I need strength for
When I’m rooted to this spot
I cannot do the busy thing
I cannot here pretend
I cannot keep my chin up
As they say that I should do

And then as morning breaks
I know deep in my heart
That never will I smell again
His scent when standing close
I know that he has left me
His soul has taken flight
For wings that did once carry him
Are now broken crashed and burnt

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