Even in this drought, sprinklers form fountains over the grass strewn with fallen leaves. Bent men place flags on the graves the gravestones standing at attention in the veterans cemetery where I come to honor my father.
Love this. After my watching a veteran die aggressively from Agent Orange leaving me with PTSD. I've been writing such things. Beautiful. I wrote a poem and posted it on my Writer's Facebook called "Soldier's PTSD".
Love this. After my watching a veteran die aggressively from Agent Orange leaving me with PTSD. I've been writing such things. Beautiful. I wrote a poem and posted it on my Writer's Facebook called "Soldier's PTSD".
Well done.
Thank you very much. Your comment touches my heart because of the depth of your experience.
You have taken us there. We are moved. Thank you.
I'm glad it helped you get in the spirit of the day.
You have captured the Veteran working in the field....wonderful memorial for him.
Thank You, Tom.
This is such a touching, poignant poem.
It's based on an encounter I had at the Veterans Cemetery on Sepulveda Blvd.
So evocative of loss and pain.
Veterans with hearts and hurting souls.