War Correspondent

The usual and semi-required Spring poem dutifully written and posted.

War Correspondent

 

Like sixty-eight and Tet, only local and now

Our man from the front confirmed this somehow:

“Overnight The Maple Seed Corps coptered down

Satellites confirm  they cover the disputed ground”

Experts concur: This scheme underway;

Recover to True Color ( A Times published story).

Maple flags, red and gold, returned to glory

By late October (if the plan holds sway),

Then “Home by Christmas”, as the soldiers say.

Reviews

[CD Campbell]

My maples have yet to copter. In fact, we had 70's yesterday, 50's today, and it's going to be in the 20's and 30's tomorrow. It's fake spring season. I know this poem is kind of written tongue in cheek, but it almost sounded like something Kortas would have written. Maybe it was the double use of parenthesis that ticked something off in my brain. Nice tight rhymes. I'm sure I'm missing something, but at this moment I still think it is an entertaining poem that will hold up.

[Delmar Cooper]

Just entertainment from me to thee

[free will]

Like! Great example of past lesson not learned. Maybe repeated similar scenarios learnt. My father was a Vietnam Vet. (Not relevant). Same old story different era...wars up sh*t creek to me. Same old patterns. Maybe. But respect much to veterans and victims of war a like. All get shafted in any ways.

Thanks for the write 👍

[Delmar Cooper]

Many thanks for reading and taking time to comment.

[Wild Rose]

We didn't have choppers >> Four engine V Bombers .. send them out for 12 hour night navigation exercise
Then pick up the schute when they land another plan 10 mins behind
English lads home for Christmas > Scotts for New Year
Open 24 /365

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Very nice touch to poem that speaks to me of friends I lost in Nam, those who did not make it home by Christmas, or came home early in body bags ... Very enjoyable read ...

[Delmar Cooper]

Thanks for reading and taking time to comment.

[Davidgeo]

You write like someone I know.

And no... it's not Lon Chaney.

[Delmar Cooper]

Not sure what you mean about Lon Chaney, but in my opinion Lon Chaney (Sr.) was the scariest actor ever to appear on screen. His characters were truly loathsome.

[Chris]

They need a reboot in the middle east and Afghanistan...

[Sami Khalil]

Title and poem are great. Vietnam 68 , Tet offensive and the story published by The Times. You sum it all up marvelously and with precision.

[Delmar Cooper]

Thanks for your comments. Good to hear from you.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome ....

[barleygirl]

This might be one of the most far-fetched & original spoofs --comparing warlike imagery with maples going thru the various seasons of color! I had to read it twice to really examine your astute details & I’m sure I missed quite a few. The only problem with today’s wars is that there are only beginnings (spring) but rarely tapering off (autumn). Since we have no “colors” here, our trees might resemble war even better: bright and then dull *sigh!* Nice use of imagination! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Terry L & Linda L Shuff]

1967 vietnam, we knew then it will never end. America's war after war after war after war............vietnam vet

[Delmar Cooper]

I appreciate your comments. I truly do. You are among the few who have that certain insight of experience which adds weight to your thoughts on this subject. My Dad, who had a nasty war in Italy from Salerno into the Alps had a standard sotto voce reply whenever he heard the rubber stamp greeting "Thank you for your service." It was "F**k you, what do you know?" I share his sentiment.

[Terry L & Linda L Shuff]

If a person has not walked in those shoes,they can not know. I never played the victim card as so many do. the victim is America. That war gave me great insight about the real reason for these wars

[jacob erin-cilberto]

again, perfect allegory...the colors of autumn, the colors of war...and coming home for Christmas...i remember '68 so well...being in the first draft lottery...the momentum of the times...lost in the foliage of the sixties.
j.

[Delmar Cooper]

Thanks for your insightful comment. My lottery number was seven, but they didn't take me because of my feet. They were in Canada.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

My number was 28 and would have gone except for my student deferment...then i dropped my deferment and became 1-A for three months...got lucky and wasn't drafted.

[Ana Papaya]

Being Canadian, the maple are dear to my heart and I can see this scene captured in one of those old time black and white animated Disney scenes. A darker version of Fantasia with with a symphony accompaniment.

[Delmar Cooper]

Just a bit of fun. Our Alabama maples are nothing like the Acer of Canada, mere shadows. We have inherited your geese by the way. Ten years ago I saw Branta canadensis twice a year at altitude heading south and later heading back north. Now there is a flock in every farm pond. You can have them back anytime you want to come and pick them up.

[Ana Papaya]

Lol. :) They are a bit of a nuisance sometimes, those birds. Beautiful creatures but boy do they ever poop a lot.

[Delmar Cooper]

By the bucket, how they ever get airborne carrying that much freight is something NASA should look into.

[Ana Papaya]

LOL : )
I think they pick up and drop off along the way maybe.