It is also an exercise in writing a Tetractys poem.
and still is
to the brave fallen of the two great wars.
we used to sit on its cold granite steps
just the night sky
the stars and
die, she too.
left me alone
to talk to the dead of the two great wars.
"How I wish, how I wish you were here."
-- Pink Floyd, Wish You Were Here
This is for Poetry Pantry Week #126.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2012