A Collection of Poems By Tim Whalen, Part 1

Huts for Vets

Like the lines of white crosses
Just above the Normandy sands,

And so many places else.

My belated tears fall in a line for my dead
Onto the rough floor of a pine cabin
11,000 feet above the sea,

And their desert graves.

Tim Whalen, 4/19/2019

Sky Writing

Giant windmills on a distant ridge

– Silhouetted together
across the dawn –

Move their
Arms in unison,

To write
Poetry on the sky.

Tim Whalen, 8/10/16

Evening Meditation

Lonely
Sunsetting cloud,

Sketching across the
Darkening ridge.

I felt it in my
Heart,

Before I
Ever

Saw it.

Tim Whalen, 3/12/18

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Colonel Tim Whalen (retired) served as a U.S. Army Special Forces officer (Green Beret) with service in Afghanistan soon after 9/11. In 2003, injuries ended his 23 year career. Subsequently he has pursued graduate studies in the Liberal Arts and Eastern Classics and helped other veterans with their post-war adjustments. Tim has decades of experience in leadership, mentoring, training, outdoor activities, and risk management. Since retiring, he has mentored veterans, tutored young children in reading and earned a classical text-based masters degree in the Liberal Arts from St. John’s College, Santa Fe, NM.

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