AC/DC: Thunderstruck, accompanied by the 101st Airborne Division in ACTION!
Who am I to speak of my life?
Speak visibly into the open;
Where anyone can look, or hear
A lonely voice, so sad, and true
Always hiding behind crafted commotion.
Girl, made woman, from low viscosity;
Cannot let hearts every emotion
Roll over and under blue thunder.
I want to hide, become invisible.
Scrub my surface clean. Let life’s blue,
Push down Earth’s episodic green;
Wash away the dull colors in between.
This self, adroitly shimmers out of view.
Like super nova’s stellar stuff would do.
© 2009 Sara Coslett
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|Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary
|That's a wild ride, for sure. It's a dangerous job, for sure ... the life expectancy of a helicopter pilot in Viet Nam was about 30 hours.
Not so sure what the poem has to do with the video, but it's a great poem.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|well done indeed!|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Very well done and as Karla says very complex, self reflection can be both beneficial but also painful but either way...it is the beginning of a new start...
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|In praise of Blue Thunder, or against war? Multi-layered complexity in thought provoking lines - well done, Sara.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Being ex-USAF and the daughter, sister, niece and cousin of Veterans, I loved the video.