Reveille

Reveille FT. Leonardwood Mo. 1962 Miracle Man October 25, 2023 At three-thirty we arose, to trumphet chatter, It was hard to determine It’s subject matter. None of this, to us, was making any sense, now sleep is gone and so is the suspense. We’ve trouble dealing with situation at hand, Army life isn’t close to what we had planned. As “Cruits” search for solutions we endure pain, and do our best at hiding our disdain.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/25/2023 1:52:00 PM

I know the feeling. Check out my short poem: https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/uniform_1584484

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/25/2023 3:09:00 PM

Thank you! God bless you and yours, too!

Tom Wright
Date: 10/25/2023 2:27:00 PM

Kim, Just finished reading your poem Uniform. What a great write. I sometimes think back to those times and wonder if I'd be smart enough to grasp any part of today's technology. Again, enjoyed your poem and God Bless you and yours. Tom

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/25/2023 2:26:00 PM

It is a Sedoka 577 577

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/25/2023 2:25:00 PM

UNIFORM uniform silence/ dawn’s blatant bugle exhales/ forcefully revoking sleep/ recruits jump to feet/ bounce a quarter off their sheets/ commander shows no bias