Across the Ocean

[Captain_Kuchiki]

This poem might be a little inspired by Letters From Iwo Jima, which I saw a bit of. It's narrated by the wife of a soldier who died fighting overseas during World War II.

Standing on the ocean cliff in the evening
Waves crash and sizzle on the sandy beach far below
White seagulls caw and fly about
The ocean doesn't know of what's been taken from me
Beyond the watery horizon.

It seemed forever ago, when he received a letter
Telling him he was to join the Marines in the war
And be sent to distant lands, to fight a foreign war
To safeguard the nation, and democracy of the world

I remember his smiling face as he left for boot camp
Telling me he was going to be back and all in one piece
The Jerrys and Japs would be beaten in no time
And the endless confidence that told him such things

I waited patiently, with many other women left in the cities
Working tirelessly to make a nation ready for war
While the men braved bombshells and the clacks of machine guns
In bloody battlefields in France and Pacific Islands

He was across the ocean, fighting as a hero
Until the day came he would return with the others
And join the joyous parades celebrating the war's end
Except that he never came back

Fate never seems to favor those with the most bravado
Even heroes and men of iron will meet an early demise
And I learned of this, from a Marines letter
Putting his tragic death in black and white, ink on paper

Now I stand on the beach cliff, alone for eternity
My one and only had faded into the unknown
Fighting an unseen and distant enemy
For the my sake, and the sake of the world

(I'm still a novice poet, be kind! :alien: )

[zuozuo]

genuine reality..

[goldenrod]

Wars, seemingly, have become more complicated these days and the near black and white of that world confict gives us cold comfort for the losses inflicted, seemigly, in defense of the realm today.

Your effort to convey the feelings of personal lose are commendable.

goldenrod.