going on

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A man and his son in passing.

He had trudged up

A long ridge,

face black with soot,

yellow jacket

too.

Sweat ran from under

Safety helmet, 

Into his eyes and

beard.

He sat down,

Heavily,

“Sheesh,” 

looked back at the

Wall of flame,

“What a day.”

He stood up,

Tired eyes,

Fatigued body,

“I’m going on ahead,

Dad.  I love you.”

“I’ll catch up,

I love you, too.”


Submitted: January 05, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Eddie C Morton. All rights reserved.

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Bert Broomberg

Short, yet it conjures up a very effective image. I enjoyed reading this poem.

Tue, January 5th, 2021 10:04pm

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