dust-off by DB COX
clean-collar commuters
peer from the cover
of stylish shades
taking secret comfort
in a pathetic apparition
wrapped
in an army overcoat
nose down—
an overturned boat
in a pool of piss
baptized
purified
crucified
in the mute humility
of his own guilt
forever fighting
unfinished battles
tangled in green
triple-canopy dreams
while inside crusty
rust-filled ears
the white noise
of distant city traffic
hums like a “huey”
spectral medevac
searching for a soul
lost more
than forty years ago
somewhere along
the mekong river
May 31, 2010 at 6:36 am
Always on the note, D.B.
May 31, 2010 at 9:00 am
Good stuff. Thanks for sharing.
May 31, 2010 at 9:09 pm
baptized
purified
crucified
today we remember…
June 3, 2010 at 3:38 pm
Scot, Thanks for another fine tribute. Enjoyed all of the poems.
June 4, 2010 at 5:52 am
db
thank you for leading the way
June 4, 2010 at 8:17 am
A fitting Memorial Day poem.
Thanks Donnie.