Treasure Island

Charles Wagner

(August 6,1944 / Medford, Oregon)

War


Where has the dreamer gone?
Off to war.
And his dreams?
He had to lay them aside.
Will he ever dream his dreams again?
Only after the war.
Will he win the war?
Only if he returns with new dreams.
When will the war end?
Never.
Then how can he ever return home?
Only when he stops fighting.
Who will survive the war?
No one at all.
What kind of war is it?
No one knows.
Who is the enemy?
He is

Submitted: Tuesday, October 25, 2005

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  • Linda Weischedel (11/6/2007 7:02:00 AM)

    Very good poem Charles.
    When are we
    going to see some more great pens from you?
    I bookmarked you
    for when you start writing more.
    Always,
    Linda (Report) Reply

  • A. B. (10/26/2005 2:14:00 AM)

    Our dreams are bigger than any Big idea. Nice poem Charles. Let us see more of your poems. They are so cool. (Report) Reply

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