Tag: soldier
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Breaking Point
Pa, I see you in your shed– unaware of dusk settling over your garden, painting your pink crabapple blossoms grey. I see you bend, to squint at some small imperfection marring the wooden soldier you’ve spent the whole day carving, hands slow-dancing to a tune no-one else can hear. Later Ma will shake her head,…
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Stand To
A silent witness crests the hill where bloody rain once fell. The sob and clubbing fractured now – hearts beat on distant shores where brothers wait with shaking hands to charge into the dawn. Across the Sea of Helle they came, from many different ports, to lay down cold on foreign stone, enlisted on some…
