Patrick Dumas

Rookie (August 1,1985 / Milford, CT)

Patrick Dumas Poems

1. Cold War 5/20/2011
2. Autumn Love 5/20/2011
3. The Burning Sun 5/20/2011
4. Free River 5/20/2011
5. The Death Of The Ball Turret Gunner 7/11/2007
6. Birth In The Desert, Death At Sea 10/25/2011
7. Empty Grave 12/6/2011
8. The Burning Dream 5/20/2011
9. Back To The Start 7/12/2011
10. Open Your Eyes 7/20/2011
11. A Chance Of Seasons 10/24/2011
12. Empty Silhouette 10/24/2011
13. Mother To Son 7/11/2007
14. Auburn Sun 5/20/2011
15. War Lord 6/29/2007
16. To The Lake 6/29/2007
17. Abandoned Cemetery 5/20/2011
18. A Gypsy Peers Through Her Crystal Ball 5/20/2011
19. Forgotten Dreams 5/20/2011
Best Poem of Patrick Dumas

Cold War

Ice cycles hung from my nose
hands were stuck to my gun; froze.
All alone in a storm of white
couldn't tell day from night.
Then a warm feeling pierced my heart,
a sniper hit his mark.

Warmth followed by sweat.
Reached for life
but life let go.
So defined is the red blood
in the white snow.
Asking the lord for my mothers presence.
Scenes of life showed me my blessings.

The soldiers blood was warm
in the belly of the trench.

The storm made a good casket.

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To The Lake

In Spring of youth it was my lot-
to haunt of the wide world a spot
the which I could not love the less -
so lovely was the loneliness.
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
and the tall pines that towered around.

But when the night had thrown her pall
upon that spot, as upon all,

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