MARINE

My only correction is the double 'then then' in the third to last line. Good write about the day to day occurences of a Marine. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"Will there be another race to come along and take over for us? Maybe martians could do better than we've done We'll make great pets!" - Perry Farell (Porno for Pyros)

I hold the ground as safe in front of me, through the black darkness my life I cannot see. The mud seeps into my boots, thanks God for the safety as my life has roots That mud seem to hold on my feet But is it the trick of the ground that the mind cannot see Decisions made not my own. [WHY WOULD YOU USE THIS IT BREAKS THE FLOW YOU ARE GOING INTO ANOTHER THOUGHT TAKE YOUR TIME WITH YOUR POEMS ] decisions made set in stone. Bones snap beneath my feet, The smell of death has now turned sweet. If I kill then will I die? And if I die will I kill. agian. Never to set eyes on my land, A marine will always stand.

this is a great poem I love its deepness and simplicity you have a unique way of speaking from experience this I have read from history great to know you as a poetry freind and freind

Very good Steve. I enjoyed the experience. Very descriptive and you put the Marine in it. Nicely done friend.

S.A.K.,I have neglected your deep and unique poetry. I feel a kinship with you. ( quite different than my kinship with Orgami.) I read your comments, and I feel like I'm on an old ghost ship, you are the captain, and I stand spellbound, listening, and watching as you stare into the dark of night, while the ghasly wind comes strong from your back, pounding your rig through the storm churned waters, to parts as yet unknown to living man. I think you are right about if we met. We would mention poetry, only as relative to life's mysteries. Thank you for being here to inspire me...........wcw