The old soldier I loved,
The young child I endured:
Both gained my friendship
Since we have raggedly matured.

Though clouds of grey
Have swept me away,
Still I oft return
To hear the bark of a thunderbird.

The icy sea to the north
And the frigid Pale to the south
At this god-forsaken outpost
We alone stand guard

Purity of mind,
Wholeness of being;
What caterpillars lose,
Butterflies are achieving.

fire and smoke cascading down the green mountainside
the mist-covered forests topple to ash
a solitary ship departs the sinking islands
and the world turns cold in response.

Meet me by the fluttering pond,
Where fishermen silently linger,
And birds swim in its pale fragrance,
And all nature commands you,
To eschew violence.

I visited your page,
Like it was of use;
And although you did not
Seek to amuse

I couldn't help
But laugh that day,
At all the worthy dreams
You swept away.

"A brother,
A team,
A United States Marine."

Such a shameful rendition
Brought me to tears;
Cab could really croon
In his younger years.

My heart is filled
With many songs
That I think would not
Make good poems