under the golden gate bridge
they sailed away to the unknown
unwise unworldly man and boy
in war wagons large and not so large
that ripped through swells and hollows
of a hostile sea inappropriately named pacific
dodging mines and shells and torpedoes
and death defying kamikazes
and the terror of the inevitable typhoons
sleeping topside with flying fish
cursing the moonlight
shaken by the discharge of their own guns
yet by grace by luck and happenstance
most survived the fear the hell
the appalling madness of automated hate
and sailed away from the cinders of victory
on a silent sea that carried them home
under the golden gate bridge
Carole~
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoxooxox
A fine tribute to the sailors that fought for our country. Through your words, I can see the horror in this.
Mary
Thank you for serving and for sharing the experience. Dick
George
of innocence so pervasive; the positive was and is
most of them made it back to the golden gate,
but your heart is with the fallen and the lost.
This is beautiful and it goes into my library.
John
Christine
Cheers,
Dan
Regis