This week the article about his approach to free verse at One Stop Poetry . com has been written by Steven Marty Grant.
After last weeks failed attempt – the poem ‘Not trained for This’ is undergoing major surgery – today’s effort is short and sweet…well, not sweet exactly, but definitely short.
Screams rip the air,
percussive
counterpoint
to whopping rotor blades;
stink
of fear,
blood,
wide eyed horror,
awareness of emptiness where once were limbs.
This warrior lives…
…will live…
an undreamed
different life
Sally J Blackmore's Blog 
makes me think of soliders…maybe coming home from war…nice…
Wow – the first lines certainly hammer home the horror. It made me gasp – but then it should. And the ending “an undreamed different life” is very moving. Well done.
thank you Sandra…it seems to work then.
A powerful write…very moving indeed..
Not sweet – pithy and profound. What price freedom in any form – right? Well done. Gay
absolutely – for some the price is so high. Thank you Gay
The horror of war balanced with the shock of civy street
civvy street needs to work hard to balance the price some pay…thanks John for reading and commenting
Wow, the bluntness of this perfectly emphasizes the sudden star reality that will be this soildiers life. Excellent!
real life is very tough for those guys isn’t it. I don’t know how they remain so upbeat.