This months poem is in memory of our veterans.


I am a quiet observer in a veteran’s clinic.
I see men and women proudly wearing
caps, t-shirts, and leather jackets,
decorated with service-related patches
that announce, “I’m a vet.”

Crew cuts, ponytails, long beards
define age and wars:
Korean, Vietnam, Desert Storm,
Iraq and Afghanistan, and maybe World War II.

Strong, healthy men and women
now with built-up shoes and prosthetics.
Some depending on others
to get from here to there.

I hear the hum of an electric wheelchair.
I hear the rhythmic cadence of cane tips striking the floor.
I hear resonant sounds coming from an artificial voice box.

I see a man with a scarred face with enough lip left
to make a one-sided smile.
I see a tall thin man walking at a snail’s pace,
yet I feel his determination.

I see a distinguished looking gentleman
wearing a dapper hat, and a suit tailored
to accommodate his amputated left leg.

I see a face with a blank stare.
Is he remembering,
or trying to forget?

I see vets greeting each other
with handshakes and warm hugs,
often sharing war stories.

I feel remorse for veteran’s physical and emotional loss.
I feel appreciation for veteran’s sacrifice.
I feel ambivalent toward war.
Rose Bingham 2015

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4 thoughts on “POETRY

  1. Hello, Rose; Thank you for sending me a copy of your book. I read it in two sessions, and liked it very much. Thank you for sharing your compelling story with us. I like the look of your book, too; and am glad to know of the publishing house that created it for you. I had a nightmare (including being censored!) with the first publisher I worked with (Xlibris); so for my second book, I worked with CreateSpace (part of Amazon). I will follow you, now that I know of you, and look forward to reading more of your work. Thank you again for writing your amazing story of all seven of you! What an accomplishment all of you reached in your lives! I love all of the Wisconsin authors who have experienced such diversification. I’m proud to say that I am also a Wisconsinite, even though I live in Illinois now. My heart is still up there.


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