The Letter

A WWII poem, something about this time just gets to me..

The Letter

A soldier was reading a letter

Walking down the road

Whispering every word to himself

Tasting joy from long ago

Until the words fell behind in the snow

 

The words were trampled

By the boots of every soldier

Worn, lonely, hurt in battle

Each day getting older

 

Finally a victory

But the price was too high

Losing hope, love, sanity

You stop asking yourself why

 

A soldier was lying on a field

Turning the snow red

Letting it come, the fear he concealed

Wondering what it´d feel like to be dead

Repeating known words over again

If only he had that letter then

Reviews

[m.s.early]

The pain is suffocating while this is read Johanna. How well done.

[Lydia Shutter]

What a heart wrenching story you have told with your words! A soldier receives a letter, drops it in the snow, and subsequently dies...wishing he had that letter to hold. Poignant and written with incredible imagery. Kudos to you. Lydi**

[Johanna]

thankyou lydia! :) glad you liked it

[Frieda P]

An affecting read, tears at the heartstrings. Indeed too high a price to pay. Nicely pen'd.

[Johanna]

Thankyou, yes it was to high a price..

[Frieda P]

You're most welcome Johanna.

[David]

This is very nice kido, very touching, well written :) ps I like how the entire piece looks like a snowman :P

[Johanna]

Haha thanks :) and it does! haven´t notcied before now, lol :)

[David]

You're welcome :)

[emmajoy]

Your words conjur up amazingly strong pictures in my mind, maybe the thought of pure white snow being trampled by heavy boots, and the meaning of the home comfort and love being lost in the noise and cruelty of war. Your, ' A soldier was lying on a field ~ Turning the snow red.. is such a strong couplet.. so very sad, so very memorable. This is a wonderful piece of writing, start to end.

[Johanna]

Wow Emma, thankyou! :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Very moving, powerful, and emotional piece hun.
Letters from loved ones would mean allot when your in that position I can imagine.
These men are brave and strong and kind hearted risking there life for there country. It truly is inspiring.
Another beautiful write hun.
I enjoyed the read well done :)

[Johanna]

Glad you liked it, thankyou :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

your most welcome :)

[Simon Welsh]

War is Hell. I like this one in particular. Reminds me of 'The Final Cut' by Pink Floyd.

[Johanna]

thankyou :) Cool :)

[Blue]

"A soldier was lying on a field
Turning the snow red
Letting it come, the fear he concealed
Wondering what it´d feel like to be dead
Repeating known words over again
If only he had that letter then"

This stanza got me, really. Emotional write of sorrow and regrets. Well done!

[Johanna]

Thankyou! :)

[ScottWinchester]

Your niche seems to be sad poetry, Johanna... or maybe, more accurately, poetry of regret. WWII was a time were regret could be found aplenty, too. Deathly sad.

The second piece is my favorite, though it's depressing: despite reading what can be assumed to be a message from home, the struggles of wartime are overpowering his relief, his hopes "trampled" and his exhaustion sinking in.

Savagely written, giving no filter to soften the pain... another thoughtful and illustrative composition from Johanna Magdalena :)