Comment 6 of 6, added on November 11th, 2012 at 6:36 AM.
Stroll by a War Cemetery:
Sprouting amid fresh green grass Stones
All lulled within peaceful green grove,
Sleeping below, the brave soldiers’ bones
And between the graves there flutters a dove
Feathers and the bones hear no cacophony
Here in melodious calm lay a war cemetery
And I every day walk near the place
Quietude and white stones within greenery admire
And long for the resting space
No shriek there up or low and no lust of desire
And no fighting voices of cacophony
And none of the shadows in the city
Then the tombs I leave behind and a song
And walk into confusion of vertical tall stones
Here and there echo the footsteps of a throng
And hollow speech of the competing tones
And dream of the morning walk I carry
Of tomorrow’s stroll near the war cemetery
Altair Laahad (All Rights Reserved)
Comment 5 of 6, added on December 18th, 2007 at 4:52 PM.
THIS POEM IS REALLY GOOD I READ IT TO MYSELF EVERY NIGHT BEFORE I GO TO
SLEEP. IT HELPS ME RELAX, THIS AND MY TEDDY BEAR
from United States
Comment 4 of 6, added on October 6th, 2004 at 2:48 AM.
Adieu to a soldier is the dream of a man whos heart is sour from fighting
and like so many of our war veterans today, will never forget the horrible
things thay have seen. Go Elesandro
Comment 3 of 6, added on October 4th, 2004 at 3:32 AM.
BOBO THINKS IT IS GOOD AND SHOWS US THE TRIALS THAT WE FACE IN OUR DAY TO
DAY LIVES.GO BOBO
from United States
Comment 2 of 6, added on August 23rd, 2004 at 5:10 PM.
I read this poem just after reading his earlier poem "As I ponder'd in
Silence" from the first volume and I suggest reading these two poems in
tandem to others. I feel through Whitman's poetry that he desires to give
courage and hope to his readers who, like all mankind, must tredge through
the battle of life. Whitman's peaceful and beautiful aproach to life is
comforting and fresh. I hope others feel this same strength as they read
Comment 1 of 6, added on August 18th, 2004 at 1:46 AM.
I read this poem first on the book "The short timers" by Gustav Hasford. It
impressioned me the placidity, the freshness, describing Death and Life.
Thanks for the attention