Tag Archives: war poetry

for Memorial Day – a peace poem Until peace comes we bear the storm; thunder and lightning sturm und drang for blind are each man’s eyes seeing not humanity in the “other”; we stumble and do not understand, nor realize by … Continue reading →

For Memorial Day – seventh in a series of Toritto’s war poetry If poetry could raise the dead the earth would bleed where they had bled to flow back into fallen soldiers  who would rise, young and filled with wonder … Continue reading →

for Memorial Day – seventh in a series of Toritto’s war poetry When your son was killed that Summer night you were filling up the car; you didn’t know ‘till you saw my face what I already knew. While you … Continue reading →

For Memorial Day – Sixth in a series of Toritto’s war poetry Moc Chau, Vietnam The fields are fully green again where only yesterday was shed wild blood of exuberant youth beauteous youth their blood staining the earth still, though … Continue reading →

For upcoming Memorial Say – third in a series of Toritto’s war poetry Saw some 1920’s photos when we had ended all the wars thinking we would all be rich livin’ fat and driving fancy cars But it didn’t quite … Continue reading →