"vernum" poems
A vein in the Earth
Where those fallen subside
Called to fill it with life
And await command further
Helmets rosy but not of blood
Each soldier light and with grace
A call finally comes
And they fly out in a swarm
A swirling spectacle of life and it’s beginning
And end, the veins empty
Trenches once again barren
The scheme once again bleak
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC