I See Beyond


I see beyond the crosses
Standing tall across the field
Like soldiers in formation
For whom our hearts won’t heal

I see beyond the sacrifice
Of those that gave their life
And with their faith to guide them
Died in the battles strife

I see beyond the caisson
That a single stallion drays
Committing one more hero
Feel the pain their loss conveys

I see beyond the sadness
Carried by the bugles trill
The sense of loss hangs heavy
As if the earth stands still

I see beyond the honor guard
The shots fired in salute
A tribute to their brother
Who died in the dispute

I see beyond each of these things
With my heart if not my eye
But what I cannot see beyond
Is why they had to die

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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