Bony fingers shake
too close the cannon booms
I salute you
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Tag: sacrifice
wire #children #atozchallange
man size stripes
children forced to bare
who will make this right
cold hard becomes the stare
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wire cuts clean through
innocence dies
sign our own doom
none believe the lies
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children pay the price
no money can repay
history must think twice
there is a judgement day
My Focus this month is children. The Acholi people (and presently the So. Sudanese) hold basins of tears for children lost because of military despots. South Sudan has displace over 1 million children most are now orphaned. We try to help but wouldn’t it be easier to stop trying to destroy tomorrow’s hope because of today’s wire thin avarice?
Certainly we have learned very little from the slaughtering of 1.5 million children in the Holocaust,
Photo from myjewishlearning.com
One Cannon #haiku #memorialday
rough log house
surviving century’s seasons
feather beds
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beneath cool shade
verdant battlefield covers scars
blood stains
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whistling through reeds
sun warms each blade of grass
soldiers memories
…And they fell. No matter the mother’s sorrow or the lover’s tears they could not be revived. Such is the fate of the fallen warrior. I chose to be grateful for the sacrifice and the bravery.
Not Forgotten #memorialday #vets #poetry
Fill your lungs with tomorrow’s hope
close your eyes grasp at life’s soil
exhale a bouquet of gratitude
for those whose courage honorably spilled
precious offering for generations to come
Today we celebrate Memorial Day. It’s a day when children eat hotdogs, ride the ferris wheel, cast caution to the wind. It’s a day when young men choose their allegiance. It’s a day when old soldiers remember friends.
photo of Arlington
Past the Horizon #poetry #photography
the master in search of one
who’s willful at the start
now cold and all alone
brings sadness to his heart
searching, mindful of the lost
never turning left nor right
against him darkness plots
to keep the one from sight
thorns bruise on journey’s way
still the master onward goes
willing with his life to pay
perfect love, he knows
sunk into the mire deep
the master’s pull is strong
the lamb can only bleat
as she is pulled from harm
the master in search of one
his mission always clear
death has no hold on love
the lost are each one dear
Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is Martyr. The definition is: “Someone who is killed for their religious beliefs.”
The shepherd in the Bible is used as an example of a person who will go far and wide for the love of the sheep. This same shepherd considers little the cost of this occupation. Somehow I feel that the martyr is like this shepherd – too busy in the search to worry about the sacrifice.
“O death where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” 1 Corinthians 15:55
No Silence on this Day #DDay #Normandy
A push for freedom
spirit of men unrattled
one victory cry
I lay a white rose
tears can never pay the debt
more than history
The Ultimate Sacrifice #memorialday
Wind beats at the flag above the memorial
nothing still about the death of these lads
they stood impossible ground
defying the odds as they fought
as the storm raged they trudged
I lift my eyes unable to stifle a tear
names of men that I will never know
who died that I might enjoy freedom
Today we celebrate those who died not just in service to our country but because they believed in the cause of freedom. I salute their bravery in thanks.
Worth Giving #sundaydevotion #poem
“Give your life away”
was all the message
had to say
it seems a cold hard voice
that makes me take
the sacrificial choice
But as you offer up your hand
another life has the
opportunity to stand
Every charitable act is a stepping stone toward Heaven.
Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.
Look Up #poetry #devotion
They looked up to the sky
wondering how the birds might
Men in their minds worked
puzzling over to flight
Time after time they tried
always another glitch
falling apart at the seams
so unlike the finch
trials they persevered
eager to gain height
broken bones and wings
brothers were named Wright
higher and higher we fly
looking beyond the loon
forging a further frontier
what marvel to walk on the moon
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It took commitment (day in and day out) for men who wanted to fly to build that dream. It takes (daily) commitment, a focus forward, and stamina to strive toward a relationship with our God.
“Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead.”
Philippians 3:13
Shared today with the folks at Poet’s United Poetry Pantry.
Memorial #memorialday #sacrifice #poetry
Your footsteps
trudging in the sand
made all the difference
your sacrifice
saved many a life
gave us freedom
we fly a flag
we sing your praise
cannons boom
never will they repay
nor can my heart say
ample thanks
salute your bravery
for in one moment
your sacrificial deed
made all the difference
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I salute brothers and sisters who served in the Navy, Marines, Army, Air Force.
Those who serve do so with a love for their country no matter the cost.
We did it for freedom for LIFE!
penned in moon dust 