"The Dark Of the Moon"

Reflect on this life on death of a soldier

Dark is the moon as we lay so embraced, Glimmering stars reflect tears on your face, Silk was the touch; your hand brushed on mine, Whispers from heaven, so near is the time, Reflect on this life, the tears and the joy, The heart of this soldier, it's time to deploy, Slow was the breath as I wait on God's grace, Six of my brothers carry me forward, my resting place, The eerie whine of this bugle, taps pierces the sky, The flag now is lowered to complete my deploy.  gw

Reviews

[Lauriegirl]

this has many layers and is just wonderfully creative

[Coyote Poetry]

I went my friends funerals. A Soldier's funeral is sad enough. When they play taps. Even strong men find tears. Good when the Soldiers carry the resting Soldier to his final resting place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Deepwater]

as an old soldier I thank you for this review

[ANM]

To often the last resting place of our soldiers is not where it should be! Well written...