March of Our Loss

Posted: November 22, 2013 in creative writing, Everyday Life, free verse, poetry
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“Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth. ”    JFK

March of Our Loss

Among the 200 million that silently line the Avenue
We stand shoulder to shoulder but all feel alone
Our chests swell as the Flags pass
Our hands held to heart but only feeling the beat of the parade drums
and the shod hooves of proud Horses
One restless and riderless with backward facing stirrups.
Horses gently pulling the draped caisson of red white and blue
Carrying he as battle spent as the munitions it once held.
Passing the tears of our widow and the salute of our little boy.

Thump….Thump….Thump.thump.thump
Thump….Thump….Thump.thump.thump

The long march of loss slowly passes
while our innocence disappears.

DSS

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Comments
  1. This is a beautiful tribute in honor of JFK.
    Yes, loss of innocence. 😦
    (((HUGS)))

    Like

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