Writing through the Storm

Posted by on Mar 12, 2012 in 2012, Choken Word, Headline

In the height of battle a samurai should be able to compose a poem.

Mindfulness. Focused observation. Words forming images, forming a new vision.

I am no samurai. I am no warrior.

Strong storms have a way of making even gray days seem nice.

As the water puddles have collected and the birds begin to come out.

Speak out. I am here.

The sun should come out again soon.

My stomach is not strong enough, now.

It’s only nerves they say but I don’t want to feel this way.

I want to be that samurai.  I want to write through the war.

Know what each drop of blood was spilled for.

As the rain drops fall.

Bombs bursting and all.

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