Sometimes I think
about going back. I don't.
I think about it.
We told the man we wanted money for college, to serve our country, or to travel and see the world; he said for us to sign on the dotted line. We gave what we owed, and they took more than we bargained for.
This is the account of one veteran, or many, finally taking back. This is where we discuss the issues we face in returning from war, and transitioning into the classroom. We've DX'd our rucksacks for backpacks, our boots for flip flops, and have sworn off haircuts, shaving, and whatever else we're tired of. We gave what we did, to be where we are now, and these are our stories.
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To Live is to Die.
That's for you. And for z.
How could you not? By the way you never did tell us what happened the night you guys took the helicopter ride. Can you talk about it now? Just asking.
Take care Suspect.
Easy to see why you want more fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun while you are still young. Civilian life is boring compared to what you just experienced. It is a trade off.
Hi Suspect,
Was that almost a haiku?
Thinking is a good thing. Well, most times I guess. I think a lot. Sometimes I think too much. Some experiences are indelibly etched in our minds and we cannot help but think about them. Thoughts (memories?) float up from nowhere and everywhere. More things to think about. What will come of that thinking? Hopefully, something positive, something constructive. Maybe a better plan, a new idea? Maybe an understanding that more time is needed to think. God(s) bless you Ryan.
“Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
“We are formed and molded by our thoughts. Those whose minds are shaped by selfless thoughts give joy when they speak or act. Joy follows them like a shadow that never leaves them.” ~Buddha
I had the same thought as bigD - a haiku?
What they all said, especially membrain.
And know there are lots of friends in the ethers pulling for you.
~P~
I believe the task at hand is to keep on keeping on. You are doing that. Right here and right now. In living language.
Poetry is the economy of language. Somebody told me that. I forget who. Many teachers in life.
If this post were being studied in my poetry class, we'd be asking the significance of omitting one syllable from the first line. and to show you the kind of BS we come up with, I'd think that maybe you were rebelling from the form and structure of the law and that that somehow related to your message--that missing syllable would act as your trick to the reader of your true intent.
You think incompletely? You think, but do not follow up? You think, but recognize the shame in that thinking? That's fine, but the enjambment leading the first line into the second finishes the thought, so I'd say that's a bunch of horse shit. The caesura in line two confirms it: you don't.
But the really interesting thing is your curious use of end break in line two. Does it confirm you don't think of going back, or does it point forward to line three--you don't think about going back? Or, you ONLY think of going back, and nothing else. It exists as an unfollow'able thought?
Any of these answers work, and that's why I say fck off to poetry.
You guys might want to check out a writing contest here:
http://www.uniformencounters.com/
I posted about it and linked to it at my blog. It's for a good cause.
And, we all know you both have the talent.
It's an all too common thought that I keep hearing. But you have to remind yourself, the experiences you want to relive were shaped by the men you were with. To go back now would be completely different. You couldn't put together a motley crew of guys like my platoon if you tried for the next thousand years. Even if I went back to the same platoon, it's an empty shell of what it used to be. It can never be the same, and that's what keeps me from dropping everything and going back.
Good analysis Jason. Good thing I learned about enjambments Monday.
You wanted out of there awfully bad in more ways than one. You'll get past this. Best! z
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