He lived through his hitch
made a toast to victory and
drank a pitcher with his buds
and then another and another
so he could muster up
the strength to go home
wheelchair bound.
@laurie kolp
Prompt inspiration: 3WW (drank, hitch, muster)
17 comments:
That ending..sobering..truly..the consequence screaming but not told..excellent piece..Jae
Tragedies of war can bring out the elements of a 'hero' in men despite injuries. Great verse!
Hank
Stark realism in your verse.
Sad reality!
Even sadder is I know someone like this. Great capture and work with the words today!
Blessings
Great words, and the last line brings it all home.
Wow, this one really socks it home. So many young men........ wheelchair bound. Packs a punch. Great poem.
Well put and so much truth!! .... and how celebrations beyond a limit can go horribly wrong!!
Powerful, meaningful; beautifully written.
So true not everyone comes home from war in one piece some have visible scars like a wheelchair others have internal scars
You did well with these three DIFFICULT words!
The feeling of mateship shines though this sobering piece.
Trenchant and perfect, Moskowitz
Once again, I didn't expect that ending. I alway look forward to seeing what you have written.
Strong, apt and meaningful.
Very well done.
Thank you to everyone!
those last two words spin this whole thing emotionally...nice piece laurie...and thank you. smiles.
ahhh, the wonderful taste of lightness... with feathered wings
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