By
Soren Paul Petrek
WAR
It stank of death
the blasted land
the taste of copper
under the shells
Green pastures lost
to everyone
to the boys who
killed each other
Once a child thrust
to men no time
to grow up
and mature
Stolen their youth
forgotten and lost
their generation
the damned
TWIG
A broken twig
is finished
no more time
in the sun
The carefree
warmth and
growth gone
green paling
Fracture that
won’t heal
without help
from a hand
Splice and
rejuvenate waiting
to grow
anew
Soren Paul Petrek
Poet and award winning novelist, Soren Paul Petrek has been writing since his early teens.
Cold Lonely Courage and his other works are available on Amazon. He intends to publish his book of poetry, Mountain in the near future.
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