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Gone But Not Forgotten

This morning I was awaken
By the sound of a burst
And lost souls in mourning,
Though it can't be reversed.

My worn body struggled
As I tried to greet the day.
I teetered to the mirror,
My youth had rushed away.

White hair conceals my identity,
Wrinkles disguise my face-
Though I still feel young,
With a fair amount of grace.

Looking upon my friends now,
Elderly, aged, and old-
Our eyes remain the same,
Exposing all we withhold.

Shots rip through my memory,
Death lurks behind the trees.
I watched many fade away
At the grips of a disease.

Bodies and familiar faces,
Victims of their pursuits.
Remembered not as single souls,
But a pair of empty boots.

So I sit here amongst survivors,
Not elderly, aged, or old-
But as friends recalling our stories,
For those whose blood ran cold.

Author notes

I wrote this for people that have been in any war, and for what they had to go through...

Simone Brooklyn.
Option: Other.

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This is for those who died not just in Vietnam, but in any war.

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Comments

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  • ladybug.
    July 7

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    This is great; it's almost like you were in a war yourself. I could FEEL. Thanks so much for sharing this with me.


  • Daisy Ballerina
    January 5
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    This is a beauitful piece.... I love the way it's for people in the war!
    Thank you for entering!


  • serenity silvermoon
    December 30, 2008

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    though memory lane is a good title and the rythem is great you did a wonderful job keepup the great work


  • words-n-stuff gold member
    December 30, 2008

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    Bravo !

    A very moving poem with a good rhyme scheme although a few sections sounded slightly awkward in places. The title sounds fine to me.
    However,I took the liberty of adding a few bits and pieces. Hope you don't mind !
    Good luck with your writing
    All the best
    Tony

    This morning I was awoken
    By the sound of a sudden burst
    And lost souls all in mourning
    Though it still can't be reversed

    My tired worn body struggled
    As I tried to greet the day
    And I teetered to the mirror
    To see my youth had rushed away

    White hair sealed my identity
    Wrinkles crowded to my face
    Though I still felt youth inside me
    With a certain touch of grace

    And looking upon my friends now
    The ravaged and the old
    Eyes still retained the energy
    And secrets still untold

    Shots ripped through treasured memory
    As death lurked through the trees
    I watched many fade away
    In the cold grip of disease

    Bodies and familiar faces
    Victims of their pursuits
    Remembered not as single souls
    But a pair of empty boots

    So I sit here amongst survivors
    Not ravaged used or old
    But as friends recalling our stories
    For those whose blood ran cold


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  • nobodys-girl
    December 26, 2008

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    wow...i this this is amazing...i honestly can't find a thing wrong with it. i loved it. thank you so much for entering my contest and best of luck!


  • OldBear34 silver member
    December 16, 2008

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    Not Bad!

    I would substitute awaken for woken, which I don't believe is a word in the first line of your first stanza. I think title rhyme scheme and flow are good.


  • OdeToMoonlight
    December 13, 2008

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    Wow.

    Fantastic job. You captured how time progresses in a bittersweet and beautiful way. I thoroughly enjoyed this!


  • TabbyCat
    December 13, 2008

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    I think the flow is great, actually. There wasn't a place that stood out where I had to stop and re-read, or where it seemed choppy. It is really a very nice ode to those who fought in Nam...their sacrifices were far too often misunderstood and unappreciated.
    One thing though..."who's." I'm not positive, but I think it should be "whose" I think Who's is a contraction meaning "Who is." maybe you can double check. I've been wrong before, lol!


  • spirit rising
    December 13, 2008

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    this is such a beautifull peice, i loved every line,
    i read it twice and both times loved it,its like something you read from a book,beautifull, you have captured an essence here. personally i wouldnt change a thing

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