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Anniversary of U.S.S. Arizona

After standing on the decks of the memorial for the U.S.S. Arizona,

I wrote this poem to honor our fallen comrades on the

50th Anniversary of that day, December 7, 1991.

It is included in my book, Autumn Leaves.

 

We came to pay you tribute,

O’er encrusted decks we stood.

And because you are deserving,

We rendered as we could.

 

Oil seeps up to surface light,

Rainbowed tears of those below,

Doomed forever to silence

Those many long years ago.

 

“Forget me not,” you whisper.

“Perish the thought,” say I.

“Though you sleep beneath the sea,

Your memory shall not die!”

 

“Remember Pearl! Remember Pearl!”

Soon became our national cry.

Our country rose in anger

On a vengeance trail to fly.

 

We shed our tears; we shed our blood.

War took an awesome toll.

Still we fought on to victory

While you topped our “Honor Roll.”

 

So rest in peace, fellow comrades,

The victory has been won.

We’ll not forget the price you paid

Seven December, Nineteen Forty-One.

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Note: Oil still seeps out of the hull of the U.S.S. Arizona, creating rainbows on the water above it.

U.S.S. ARIZONA

After standing on the decks of the memorial for the U.S.S. Arizona,

I wrote this poem to honor our fallen comrades on the

50th Anniversary of that day, December 7, 1991.

It is included in my book, Autumn Leaves.

 

We came to pay you tribute,

O’er encrusted decks we stood.

And because you are deserving,

We rendered as we could.

 

Oil seeps up to surface light,

Rainbowed tears of those below,

Doomed forever to silence

Those many long years ago.

 

“Forget me not,” you whisper.

“Perish the thought,” say I.

“Though you sleep beneath the sea,

Your memory shall not die!”

 

“Remember Pearl! Remember Pearl!”

Soon became our national cry.

Our country rose in anger

On a vengeance trail to fly.

 

We shed our tears; we shed our blood.

War took an awesome toll.

Still we fought on to victory

While you topped our “Honor Roll.”

 

So rest in peace, fellow comrades,

The victory has been won.

We’ll not forget the price you paid

Seven December, Nineteen Forty-One.

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Note: Oil still seeps out of the hull of the U.S.S. Arizona, creating rainbows on the water above it.

Anger

This poem is from Autumn Leaves:

 

Anger that bubbles

Like a pot on a fire,

Feeds inward on itself.

 

Simmering hotter and hotter,

It feeds on misunderstanding, lies, innuendo,

Which fans passion into a white hot heat that no extinguisher can quench.

 

Finally, the fire burns itself out

To be replaced by cold, lifeless ashes

Of remorse, suspicion and questionable motives.

 

Mind barriers are then erected to protect

Self-righteous indignation of the experience,

Which no spoken or written communication can demolish.

 

Like a coral reef it builds,

Layer upon layer,

Hardened, fortified–impenetrable!

 

Such is Anger!

Then anger mellows into bitterness,

And once there, dies a cold, lonely death.

When Love Dies

This poem is from Autumn Leaves:

 

Words spoken in anger,

Forever enshrined.

Feelings mixed and scattered,

Emotions entwined.

 

Feelings torn asunder.

Thoughts agitated, grieved.

Words like darts, festering wounds,

Through time unrelieved.

 

No peace of heart,

Corrosive, eroded…

Flame burned out,

Tranquillity exploded.

 

Grapes dry out,

Dying on the vine.

Clouds blot the sun,

Pain heals with time.

 

Beauty of the rose

Fades away and dries,

Like love when it withers,

Is tortured, and dies.

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