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How Does One 'Celebrate' a Memorial Day,really! C/C a free verse?
Memorial Day is not just for soldiers slain .
Remembering the dead is what it really means,
isn't it?But-
Okay,Pvt.First Class Bucky Gierman,
I will honor you first for succumbing
to enemy fire in the Vietnam War.
You were the darling in my history class
of 1963-64.
You always got Coach Mawry to teach us
football plays instead of boring dates in history.
"Read chapters 1 through 20 and a test on Friday"
you would always make him say.
I would never have obtained such a knowledge
of the game if not for you.
Oh,Bucky,I will always go back to an earlier time
when I answered the knock at our jalousie door
and there you stood,sheepishly asking if
my sister was at home.
I remember your black cowboy boots
below the last pane,digging into the stoop with the
nervous squirming of your feet inside.
You then invited us both out to your family ranch,
afraid your first date Was a first date,
and took us riding.
You gave my sister the golden palomino,
you rode the black horse
and you gave me
the gigantic mule.
I remember your long bangs
and over due haircut
shining like sunlight
on beach sand and flying
in the wind.
The two of you stayed ahead,
no walking or even trotting allowed.
Galloping to full runs,
what a great wild ride we had.
One of those perfect afternoons
that we etch to memory.
I always wished you had married my sister,
just so we might have a few cute towheads in our family
to fawn over.
You signed up and went away
right after our senior year.
Sis was engaged to a Navy guy,
who played on your football team.
I never even knew you died
until many years after the fact,
but when I was in D.C.,
I finally found your name on that
dreadful onyx wall amongst the thousands.
I traced it out and sent it to your Mom
without a note or explanation,
but hopefully a simple gesture of remembrance.
And so,Buck,on each saddest day in May,
for over forty years
I have never forgotten your sweet ever smiling face,
and as Dylan has sung,you will always remain
"Forever Young".
5 Answers
- ?Lv 78 years agoFavorite Answer
Overall excellent presentation.
You kept your sentences at
a manageable length,
not stretching margin to margin.
Memorable imagery in this
unique and imaginative write.
Kudos to you, Gemini.* * * * * Stars.
- william wLv 68 years ago
It's sad to think how many Vietnam Vets passed away before they built the memorial, thinking that because it was never declared a real war, that somehow they were outcasts. To me you don't have to fight in a labeled conflict to be a hero. My friends brother dove on a grenade over there when I was in high school, and saved four buddies. We honored him at halftime at a football game and I never forgot it. Excellent heartfelt write Gemini, many of us know they, and the rest of the vets will never be forgotten.-----How does one celebrate--- by remembering and praying for them.--------Thanks For That-------william
- ?Lv 78 years ago
Gems
You have really come into your own with story/prose/free verse poetry, whatever
you want to call it, you captured me for the last few minutes, and I did not miss
a beat.
At least for this weekend, Private First Class Bucky Gierman is my hero, and I
thank him for keeping our country safe.
I am going out on a limb here too by saying his death was not in vane. It may have
taken years upon years, but the dragon of communism has been slayed. Sure, there
are still vestiges of it that remain, but we eventually won the war. Perhaps not that long
battle, but the war. Thank you sir.
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- lovechildLv 78 years ago
Oh, you made me cry with this one, you sure did emote well here and 'I remember your black cowboy boots below the last pane,digging into the stoop with the nervous squirming of your feet inside.' is sheer genius. You did good. I wonder about 'celebrating' on this day as well. It isn't a real picnic IMO. Thanks for sharing this poetic gem. It moved me greatly.
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- 8 years ago
I never know how to answer serious poems about death and loss...
I'll just say this was moving and, I imagine, very cathartic.
I've tried to do poems like this... never with any success.
Nicely done.