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 Nov 2014 Margar
Leo
Sun and Moon
 Nov 2014 Margar
Leo
The sun is in love.
The moon is in love.
The sun comes up in the morning.
To look for his love.
The moon comes up at night.
To look for her love.
The moon has never seen the sun.
But she seems to love the sun.
The sun sees the moon every night.
Just knowing that the sun shines on her at night.
Makes her bright.

- Keirra C.
#First poem
 Nov 2014 Margar
Sjr1000
"Soldiers Heart"
Two brothers on their way
one wore blue
and
one wore gray
one came home
one stayed behind
one mother mourns
on a November's day.
212,938
bled and died
on
American soil.

"Irritable Heart"
14 years in the Philippines
far too many days
4200 died
so many miles away.

"Shell Shock"
Johnny got his gun
alive in the tomb
of his mind
no eyes
no ears
no arms
no legs
a beating heart
an active mind
alive
with memories and sensations
Paths of Glory
leads
the way
and 53,402 stay
while one came home.

"Battle Fatigue"
291,557
perished.
Nagasaki got its bomb
six million died
before our fathers and grandfathers
liberated them.

To the 38th Parallel
we did go
where old soldiers
never die
they just fade away
with
time.
33,746 died.

"Stress Response Syndrome"
Apocalypse Now
Jacob had his ladder
in
the jungles of Vietnam
Full Metal Jacket
Born in the USA
homeless veterans
now aged still pay today
while 47,424
lay in their graves.

"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder"
My daughter
my son-in-law
bring it all
back home to me
Navy Medics
seven years
they traveled with the Marines
picking up the pieces
as they went their way
many too many trips
for all those young
troops
now we are
seeing
their heroism
proceeding
despite being afraid
a price
dearly
we all pay.
5,282 and still counting.
For all those who have walked in the horrors of war
and the grief too countless to tell.
Let us all pray in our way,
work in our days
for the end of war.

"Soldiers Heart" etc, the evolving terms for what is now known as PTSD.
Two Brothers on their way is a beautiful, beautiful Civil War song. "Two sisters stood by the railroad tracks, one wore blue and one wore black. "
Johnny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo the ultimate anti-war novel, he was later black listed during the McCarthy Hearings.
Paths of Glory, Stanley Kubrick, about WWI.
Apocalypse Now, Francis Ford Coppola (on my top five movie list.)
Jacobs Ladder, Tim Robbins, haunting Vietnam war movie.
Full Metal Jacket, Kubrick again.
Born in the USA, the Boss, Bruce Springsteen.

My daughter, Katie, defines courage proceeding
despite being scared.
Doug's sense of humor and loving heart
he proceeds despite what he has seen.
LOVE
       is
         Like
A
       W
          A
             T
           E
         R
       F
         A
            L
          L

       The longer
          It is
      The harder
         It crashes

      The stronger
         It is
            The
               Faster it
          F
            A
          L
             L
                 S


        The *deeper

          It is
            The *longer

        It takes
             To
            *Get
          Out
 Nov 2014 Margar
SøułSurvivør
~~~

bubble
in the scrying glass
sphere within a sprere
hairline cracks and sealing
wax and your future will
appear . it does all in
          magic - through.        
the gypsy
kind
she
can
tell
your
fortune
even though she's


B L I N D


soulsurvivor
~~~
Life hits in waves.
The question is which wavelength will you be riding?
Believe nothing you hear. only which is true.


What is without conviction. What are you doing here?
His lips so soft on mine today.

Feeling no regret I earn for him more. He knows.

I slowly let out the smoke he blew in my mouth. We watch it as it curls down my chest onto the top of the warm water.

My hips turning while I watch him tell stories he's told too many times.. Restlessly. Flashes of his strong arms and thighs on top of me.. this persian man will forever remain in my memories. Innocent.

How crazy of a day. How young and free I feel. Picked up by young attractive boys who are writers, musicians and poets. Then to be dropped off hours later with no exchange of information. I fall in love with everyone I meet. I talked about my pack back home. They loved hearing my stories. Constantly asking questions.. I fall deeper

in love with the idea that I will stay loyal to my people forever. No matter what happens. I see friend units everywhere I go. Im very lucky to know that someone has my back as much as I have   theirs.
…….


While perception creates reality, reality frees us from limitation.
 Nov 2014 Margar
Savannah Jane
you
 Nov 2014 Margar
Savannah Jane
you
you are not always my sunshine
but sometimes my grey clouds.
not always my umbrella
but my rain.
not always my blanket,
but the bitter cold of winter.
not always the strength in my bones
but the blows that break them.
not always the answer
but the problem.
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