One Stop Poetry – a triolet


When another soldier dies

I always think about their kids,

their mothers, fathers, husbands, wives .

When another soldier dies

what arc of pain from that demise –

so many lives that hit the skids

when another soldier dies.

I always think about their kids.

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About SallyJ

I am a writer and a poet.
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2 Responses to One Stop Poetry – a triolet

  1. Stunning. Oh, wow. Beautiful in its brevity. Like a whispered exclamation point.

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