BETWEEN IRAQ AND A HARD PLACE

Misery in the company of strangers,
brothers in arms and for a cause.
Silence interrupted, a brief pause
and the raucous resumes. Plumes of smoke
and the resonance of ordinance,
repetitive and resounding; pounding
the pavement and every ramshackled
residence in sight. The plight is the same.
Loved ones yearning, discerning the emptiness
from the heartache. Another quake
and shrapnel flies. Shutting his eyes
he clutches a hand to his chest, pressing
her photograph closer to his pulsing heart.
Another Valentine’s Day in absentia.

Walt

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4 thoughts on “BETWEEN IRAQ AND A HARD PLACE

  1. Such amazing talent I've hitched my wagon to. "… discerning the emptiness from the heartache." Wow. This piece paints a picture of disturbing images and emotions, coupled with pure love and pride. Well done, Mr. Wojtanik.

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