Dead Soldiers*
lined up, empty
dead soldiers haunt
translucent, trusty
glassy glares taunt
uncorked and spent
idle essence
vessel lament
boozy defense
front line fanatics
such promise
always democratic
more hit than miss
*I completely and totally support our troops. This poem is about empty wine bottles, which I've always called 'dead soldiers.'
5 comments:
i knew INSTANTLY that this was about empty bottles. LOL! what does that say about me? I too wish our troops the best & a safe journey home. I just wanted to come by & wish U & yours a very merry, Mrs. Girly Girl! May we enjoy our Holiday Spirits safely!
ditto capcity
Yours line up, mine lay down in recyclable crates.
BTW, thanks so much for the card and pic of the two loveliest boys...they are too adorable.
Yep, I was saying to myself while reading the first few cuts that you were speaking of bottles.
Mad flavor, Saadia.
happy nappy new year u
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