Yet His Eyes – PTSD

“The guns taught only one thing, but they taught it well: of what consequence is life? Of what consequence is a man? And, therefore, of what consequence if he tramples love in one place and goes to find it in the next? The little moment that he has, let him be at peace, far from the guns and all that remind him of them.” – Cornell Woolrich, The Fantastic Stories of Cornell Woolrich
 

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The wound, hidden, bled through his clothes

Those he meets casually talk in cliches
Yet his eyes, bright with promise, gleam for today
He will never stop running, though he grows weak,
from the stain flowing down his shirt
Yet his eyes, bright with promise, gleam for today 

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Walk In The Rain

The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.” 
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I walked in the rain, head bowed against 

the martyr rain drops
I walked in the rain, the wind directing the assault, 
my skin wet with the attack
I walked in the rain, feeling the dance on my cheek, 
drops and pseudo tears
I walked in the rain, and never felt so alive. 

Also published in Broowaha
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Longing for a Home

“Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten.”David Ogden Stiers 
 

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 Adrift, wood on the water,
longing to be a part of home.
Blowing, a leaf in the wind,
looking for a tree that gave me birth.

I set my soul, my aimless soul,
to catch that wind that drives me home.
Drop the keel, my wayward spirit,
find your peace on the shores of family