And I was a soldier

I ran across a field of gunshots, where hollow echoes danced beneath the blue sunlight

I lay down there in the flowers with the dead and the dying (soon dead).

Cursing with the best of them I hid my fears under boot and shell

I weathered a Caribbean storm when we didn’t know of such a storm existing.

I died for a picture postcard, a movie star of broken teeth and charred bone.

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

This is powerful and I enjoyed it.

[Sasha]

Some of this created really interesting, vivid imagery, while other parts just flew right over my head. Running across a field of gunshots I get, hollow echoes dancing I don't as much. I assume you meant the sound of the gunshots echoed and reverberated in the sunlight. That sounds sensible. I guess "danced" threw me off.
ANYWAY, I enjoyed "cursing with the best of them" and didn't understand what he died for.

[Aekmy]

The first and last line are my favorite. (:
I hope you stay for good.

[Safrina]

"a movie star of broken teeth"
this melted on my eyes. you are back :)