Just Before Sunrise , August 14, 1969

Fall from grace
Tortured soldier’s face
Desperate brothers hangin’ on
Firelight sky, crimson dawn

Mortar fire, cancers grow
Claymore mines, bodies blow
Lucid dreams, tunnel runs
Thunder, lightning, heavy guns

Right side, wrong side
Too many reds, spirits died
Smokin’ weed, M-16 jam
No one home gives a dam

Flyin’ high, Jeff Aeroplane
You and me, totally insane
When will it ever end
Deadly turn, river bend

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About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: http://www.donaldiannone.com Wisdom Work Press: https://wisdomworkpress.wordpress.com

2 thoughts on “Just Before Sunrise , August 14, 1969

  1. wow good one! were u there? funny i wrote one recently – period piece – damaged goods. nice running across yr. blog again.

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