Somewhere Under The Night Sky
Poetry by SGT Michael John Lemke, USA (Retired)
Every OIF soldier knows the starlight of an Iraqi sky, the timelessness of the desert, and the endless tension of a night patrol to nowhere doing nothing. This is for you, who are NOT forgotten, but prayed for to come home safe:
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