LPiA-26 Nov. 11

[Tiger the Lion]

Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 11

Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a New Reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month, have written 30 poems for the month of November. (or one, or six, or fifteen) Prompts may be revisited at any time. All members are welcome.

Topic : Write a poem inspired by a War Veteran.
Form : Any
Line requirements: 8 or more

Feel free to reply with comments or kudos as you wish. 

Questions?

[dukealien]

Pilot, One Each


I wonder where Ken is now.
He flew B-47s in the Cold War
and went downtown in Thuds
when it got hot
for a while there
and he flew that
green GMC pickup
on the back roads
to where the speedometer
said “Full” (I know
‘cause I was there
drunk, too).

I don’t know if he’s alive:
he wasn’t that much older
but I do know, wherever he is,
alive or dead, by God
he’s raising Hell.

[CRNDLSM]

Too many people with too much to hide,
Mark's house appeared to be recently cleaned,
'You served huh?' 'Afghanistan, wish I'd died
instead, you know? Been a long time' 'I've seen

it all too, Persian Gulf bullshit, but hey
ive got a job to do now, a murder 
to solve, and unfortunately they say
you're with Sue, and she was abused. Further-

more, your PTSD and militar-
y experience make you a prime sus-
pect, seeking vengeance?' 'You got it wrong, ther-
apy does wonders, we're just friends. Her bus

comes late and I make her feel safe. We done?'
Someone's getting caught,  theres no where to run.

[RiverNotch]

My grandpa was proud to have
his brother or uncle or cousin
serve against the invading
Japanese that we spent
a day at the Cemetery
of Heroes in search of his cross
or headstone or even just

his name in whatever archives
we could probe but nothing,
not even my grandpa angered
at the dishonor or shocked
at having been lied to, made
that day a proper event,
just a bit of light rain.