war dead reckoning

dead- your dream of life
but still a restless sleep.
here we are again-
for me to say i loved you
and love you still.
for you to be silent
and remain silent
just as the flowers of
your lost hopes lie faded
beneath this killing floor
of darkness.
yet- even in darkness
faded flowers- dormant clay.
by the blood and the breath
that is myself-
this fire remains.
sorrow is a song
out of tune
without a rhyme
and it goes unheard
as it twists and turns
to where it hangs
amongst fires gone dead
in the interstellar darkness.
yes- dead; your dream of life-
but still a restless sleep.
memorial day

2004 stephenlloydsmith

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