Warrior Poetry: Joy and Fear
By admin
Updated: October 4, 2013

By J.E. McCollough
Joy and fear would mix
In my mom’s voice
Every time I called her from Iraq.
I didn’t know what to say,
Except to lie.
To say I was safe.
How do you tell your mom
You almost died that day?
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anon
October 4, 2013 at 10:02 am
I had a passing moment
It went by in a blur
It raised my pulse a little
And caused a thrill of fear
But moments like that are fleeting
And soon they disappear
The moment that I fear the most
Is the one that comes to stay
The moment when a stranger tells you
That I have died today
I don’t control the moments
I just survive the ride
Enjoying each precious passing moment
Because I am alive
Michael Highers
October 5, 2013 at 9:53 pm
I usually waited a few weeks then said, “oh yeah, I got blown up awhile back but its all good”
Grok
October 23, 2013 at 4:54 am
In the same vein: http://www.artofmanliness.com/2008/02/13/write-a-love-letter-like-a-soldier/. Still waters run deep. Live this day as it might be your last.