One Cannon #haiku #memorialday

rough log house

surviving century’s seasons

feather beds

*

beneath cool shade

verdant battlefield covers scars

blood stains

*

whistling through reeds

sun warms each blade of grass

soldiers memories

…And they fell. No matter the mother’s sorrow or the lover’s tears they could not be revived. Such is the fate of the fallen warrior. I chose to be grateful for the sacrifice and  the bravery.

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Holy Mountain #haiku

Kristjaan shares for today’s  prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: ” I discovered that “Shevet Uul” is the valley of Shiveet Khairhan Mountain and that it is a very sacred place for the Tuvan people. Shirveet Khairhan means “holy carved mountain” and it points towards a very large amount of petroglyphs which can be found on this mountain. Those petroglyphs are telling the creation of the Altai Mountains region and its religious meaning for the Tuvan.”

rock wall

 

 eyes trace fissures

breeze carries holy chants of old

hands caress the past

Photograph: Rock Formation in New Mexico by L. Moon 2012

 

 

 

The Ultimate Sacrifice #memorialday

soldier's helmet

Wind beats at the flag above the memorial

nothing still about the death of these lads

they stood impossible ground

defying the odds as they fought

as the storm raged they trudged

I lift my eyes unable to stifle a tear

names of men that I will never know

who died that I might enjoy freedom

air force memorial

Today we celebrate those who died not just in service to our country but because they believed in the cause of freedom. I salute their bravery in thanks.

 

Bethlehem #poetry #Christmas

Shepherds-Field-300x225

 Outside of Bethlehem

rocks, sheep and cold

better than noisy masses

for the city was over full

outside of Bethlehem

we dozed as the sheep slept

never imagining

the concert that we’d get

outside of Bethlehem

unusual night for us

the skies were a blazing

with the Heavenly chorus

outside of Bethlehem

a message we received

we cowed and fearful

in angels we believed

inside of Bethlehem

we beheld and we saw

the babe, the son of Mary

we bowed in silent awe

inside of Bethlehem

inspired with a reason

a message for the masses

“wake up to a new season”

outside of Bethlehem

a tear creased our eyes

disbelief and hatred

this king they would despise

nativity

Please if you have time to visit Pen of the Damned read:  “Other Side of Bethlehem.” This is a sad and chilling contrast of that precious night and a look at the cold heart of man.

The top picture of the fields of Bethlehem is from the website of the Salvationist. There are many pictures and reflections about Bethlehem.

Look Up #poetry #devotion

 

wright

They looked up to the sky

wondering how the birds might

Men in their minds worked

puzzling over to flight

Time after time they tried

always another glitch

falling apart at the seams

so unlike the finch

trials they persevered

eager to gain height

broken bones and wings

brothers were named Wright

higher and higher we fly

looking beyond the loon

forging a further frontier

what marvel to walk on the moon

***

It took commitment (day in and day out) for men who wanted to fly to build that dream. It takes (daily) commitment, a focus forward, and stamina to strive toward a relationship with our God.

“Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead.”

Philippians 3:13

 

Shared today with the folks at Poet’s United Poetry Pantry.

 

A Day When the Sun Never Rose #Dec7 #pearlharbor #history #poem

pearl

A

Sunshine Day

In paradise

Suddenly

Deliberately

An Attack

On Freedom

War

Engages

***

While many were sleeping

others would be laid

to an eternal rest

at the bottom of a harbor floor

no satin lined casket

mother nor lover planted a last kiss

your bodies  more water than man

***

on this day of memories

we take a stand

for a world

where

there

will

be

no

WAR

dec 7

 

Another Post written for the lover’s left behind – “Waiting for You” ~ L. Moon copyright 2010

Thanks to The History Place for the archived photo

I’m sharing this archived poem with Poet’s Pantry Today.