jroday
on One True Instant by Dovina
7 Oct 2004, 4:15 AM
you got me on this one
I did'nt mean to delete your comments I really did'nt
you can call me an ass hole on this one I'm not a woman
I'm a man and again i apologize to both of you DARK A.
and DOVINA
This is very nice.. Don't change anything.
Another poem that deserves at least some light but will get none. damnit.
I got yanked into one of those mall survey things for beer once. I was sampling what came to be Black and Tan, I think. I think the sample tasted better than the final product.
This hit me, like a Saxophone being put away.
Mediocrity Code: 8174F121
your both crazy
I think you are being silly on purpose.
Dovina this poem is about one woman not a race and how she feels about herself and how faith gave her the courage to face the uncertainties of the future
D.A. I know how you feel. but sometimes it's better to
be friends friendships or almost like relationships
I've spent time in a teargas chamber before. At some point you accept that you won't be able to hold your breath long enough, and you hate yourself for breathing.
May he see your coin as a shield reflecting any arrow he might aim, and Afganistan as a place that's already taken too much. If I were in charge, they would send middle-aged women like me to war and spare the young folks.
Just swell.
Thankyou for correcting my typo. As for the coin, I find reminders useful in a combat zone. Sometimes I find myself drinking tea or breaking bread with Afghani village elders. In the battle to win hearts and minds I've even caught myself sharing familly photos and stories of home. The danger lies in forgetting that these people or perhaps their neighbors are plotting to kill you. Even when I am home enjoying a beer and a game of billiards it's good to be reminded not to take life for granted.
It's strange, I will embark on another mission tomorrow, and it seems it will lead me down the very same isolated path that I wrote this poem about. If death is waiting there again, hopefully he will see my coin as a ward and not a challenge.
I meant the same thing is great about confusion.
Not too amusing, please.
Passed not past. And 'I returned to his broken trap' I had no idea you even came from there or for that matter what form this broken trap showed itself in. And do you really need a coin to remind you that you nearly died.
Not confusion, different processing.