Miscellaneous:

[ChrisA]

Boy



From the vantage point of a sandwich shop,

across a busy street,

on the inland road leading to

a shady grove of smaller homes,

you see him go off to war.



In the past, the hum of households

kept the winters warm; children

in dove-grey down comforters

slept the whole night through.



Now, the Army platform truck,

with the brown and green canvas tent,

is stationed intrusively

under ribs of bare trees

on a suburban street.



Then you see him running out,

a dot of movement

boy to man

gone before—

the wind lassoes

the remaining

leaves.



11/19/2005

[PaintedDiary]

ChrisA
This little masterpiece was so real. I could actually picture perhaps two mother's having a cup of coffee, discussing how their boys seemed to be just boys, now off to war. Really hits home, and so beautifully written. Imagery was key. You placed me in your poem. That's what I'm talkin about poet. Great Job!!!!

Much Luv'...~*Painted Diary*~aka*~Kimberly~*