Katy Fulker

Remembrance Day

I remember that day well -
Fast-tracked and fleeting,
Scores of blank faces streaming,
Racing like rats in the rush
To secure another day safely under their shiny star-studded belts.

So busy they were, yet remembered -
The late lunch alfresco and lingering,
Coffee at four; the dry cleaning;
Phonecalls aplenty with vacuum repeated
And the outfit for after-work dining.

So busy they were, their strides kicked up dust,
Shading their eyes from the sight
Of the lost shadow, left shaking in the darkness -
A coughed-up crinkled ball of hope
Eating through his glazed eye,
Sewn-off to the waist and waiting
For generations of blown-out bitter corpses
To bleed from his scarred and heavy heart.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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