I Knew A Soldier Once. Care to Read?

Forgive me if I play around with your poem, I am in rhymie mode today.

"I Knew A Handsome Soldier Once"

I knew a handsome soldier once 

those crazy times in '73;

we were fighting for great causes

in the days when love was free.

Everyone had long hair

trailing down our tie-dyed backs

drugs were recreational 

without withdrawal, or tracks.

We thought they'd last forever

those carefree times back then

who knew it was so temp'ry as

the times were always changin'

the music was instrumental 

in its effect upon our souls

I fell in love with a soldier when 

from Viet Nam he came home.

A tortured soul cried out at night 

His vile memories repeat

my love unable to comfort him 

as he fought the jungles of sleep.

He could not truly share his heart

with me,  but to this day,

I pray his soul has found some peace, 

Though we have parted ways.

I knew a handsome soldier once 

those crazy times in '73;

in the days of fighting for great causes

when we thought that love was free.

Does any largescale government care approximately its troops. Im helpful there are some politicians, generals, and leaders interior the government that extremely provide a dam relating to the troops yet ninety% of the goverment basically seems on the hassle-free soldier as a gadget, a physique that they are in a position to apply to fufill their targets whether reliable or evil. consequently i think of 70% of the British government extremely did care relating to the troops interior the trenches. The warfare interior the trenches hit the united kingdom very confusing and over a million million youthful British adult adult males had parished just about 7% of all British adult adult males interior the British mainland. the human beings needed thier sons decrease back comparable to what happens interior the U. S. with Iraq. After 4 years of misery the British human beings have been uninterested. They demanded their politicians end the warfare no count what the end result. the extreme compelled compelled Britian to place extra rigidity on Germany and end the warfare swifter.

Oh, so many could not handle the terrible emotional wounds from Viet Nam. I know my Dad, who was in WWII would have periods where his sanity was tested. Even years later, he still could not talk about it. I think your poem is a wonderful tribute to prayer for a wounded hero. Wonderful piece, this is ! You have honored him with your memory and sorrow for his pain.

I lived then and danced with a boy that never came back. My heart goes out to you- Peace.

There's not much depth. Almost as though the writer has summarized a time and a place just to write something.

I hope that he reads this cute poem of yours and smiles from gratitude. Time heals wounds and scars don't hurt as much. I love the character you present behind the word "I" in your poems. So sensitive...

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Everything sad comes with a price.Love is never free.

It may kill you as fast as a war can.The music though,

usually brings peace.More music,,less war?

Very nice poem.Although heartbreaking.

Thanks bye

Good thoughts written here Shirley.

I will take that hope with me as well.

Hi Shirley, poignantly expressed, valid and even timely. I think we all, generationally can relate. well done.

Try using a thesaurus, your language comes off as to simple.