JB (3-22-1974 / Seoul, Republic of Korea)

After Battle

On the edge
Where all explorers go,
Fear is like air.

You can’t see the color
Right in front of you
When every breath is short.

The day you return
It is better to have
Gray morning light.

You need a few minutes
To look at pale sky
And remember.

You have courage
Like the sun that
Will be out tomorrow.

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Jon, you're an amazing writer! The imagery is grand. Great poem! Deanna xx
For some reason, when I read this poem, I am driven back to ancient battles in legends and myths that I have read. That's a good thing by the way! I hope this was a desired affect, b/c it has that flavor. Well done!