Back to Basics – Carpe Diem Writing Techniques
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holding folded flag
bugle sounds that tap the soul
weeping for her son
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weeping for her son
honour does not spare a life,
curses every war
(c) Tournesol ’15
Poetry ~ Waka
Back to Basics – Carpe Diem Writing Techniques
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holding folded flag
bugle sounds that tap the soul
weeping for her son
*
weeping for her son
honour does not spare a life,
curses every war
(c) Tournesol ’15
Terrible, terrible sadness – you really brought it home. It reminds me of the Iraqi war in particular, and the way grieving mothers and fathers were treated by the Bush administration. Such contempt. I would lose my mind.
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My greatest fear was that my son would have to go…such a passive person, a thinker but not a fighter. Yet I remember a friend from Egypt, he had to be in the army 5 years and he said it took him 5 years to get it out of his system. Thanks for reading, Hamish.
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I’m guessing that ex-soldiers never really “get it out of their system.”
Blossom Forgotten
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No, indeed recovery is quicker for PTSD if acted upon early but so many don’t get help until months later, besides being so indoctrinated in their training. 😦
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We often drive past an RAF airport and the signs say: carpark for ‘repatriation’.
The sign alone breaks my heart, the way it states that this is now a common fact of life – or rather death.
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Yes, that is sad…the highway between Toronto and Montreal (600 kilometres) is called the 401 or Highway of Heroes.
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Powerful and poignant!
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Thanks for reading, Celestine:)
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