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Insidious: jargon's term

Insidious:  jargon's term
For this subtle perfidy.
Once fleet fingers stiffly curl
Who once snared the world for me.

Soldier's strength in arm--long lost!
Gone too, the artist's future.
Their decay will not reverse
With time, or pill, or suture.

Take it fair, by bomb or gun!
_That_ game, I agreed to play.
I can't tell, when said and done,
If that is the harder way.

This silent wound screams coward,
Perhaps to my ears alone.
The voice which details my shame,
I know for my ceaseless own.

Insidiously, pain turned
Into body's perfidy.
Once fleet fingers now hang still
Who once snared the world for me.

Author notes

This is sort of why I've been off the site for almost two years now. More like a year and a half, maybe. Well, also, I was deployed.

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  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    December 13, 2007
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    Excellent Poem Dear Good luck in the contest


  • Me a poet-maybe
    December 12, 2007

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    Deployed?

    A youngster...or an older person like me...The poem reads like writen by someone old, but the note....intriguing....
    Best in the test....

    • morgenstern
      December 12, 2007
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      I'm a "youngster." Messed up my arm and got MEDEVAC'd towards the end of my unit's deployment, so I came back a few months before everyone. It was a gradual thing, and pretty complicated, and sometimes I think it would almost be easier to get care if I'd lost the damn thing to an IED. Then I think, "You're alive, and everything's attached. What the hell right do you have to complain?" It's just frustrating, not the least because I'm losing the use of my dominant hand and the arm just _hurts_ all the damn time, but I look perfectly healthy and people just don't get it. Water, motrin, and drive on, y'know?

      • Me a poet-maybe
        December 12, 2007
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        Brother...or ...Sister

        I can't know for sure unless you tell me in a message...but PLEASE do NOT do that till after the contest. I really need to be absolutely fair in Judging it, I have two helpers...who I am VERY grateful for, but STILL MUST not know who wrote a poem for my contest.

        WELCOME HOME
        Check either the main contest page or my AP home page, there IS help from real live veterans...just like you and me. They KNOW what you're going through....there are some, at least EXACTLY like you. My sibling in war...we ARE NOT alone any more.....