Sheena Blackhall

Gold Star - 6,611 Points (18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

American Military Cemetery, Madingley - Poem by Sheena Blackhall

A million dreams ago this American patrol,
Anchors aweigh, one by one
Took boom-shot to body and soul

No flying home to the gals in Kalamazoo
From high on this windy hill
This conversation piece is the cradle song of cowboys
From Brooklyn to beautiful Ohio

A hand of stars, blue orchids,
Float on the graveyard water
Nobody here'll dance the Bear Barrel Polka
Getting some shut-eye, dreaming of old Missouri

They've got the farewell blues, Mister Meadowlark
Falling leaves, lying in honoured state
Those lost tomorrows. Are you rusty, hometown gate?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

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