Bryony Sheldon

Gold Star - 7,136 Points (13/09/2003)

Soldier - Poem by Bryony Sheldon

The gun is loaded.
Warhorse thunders towards the front,
Straight towards the void.

My chest is burning.
The bayonets flash in the blackened sun,
Blinding our eyes.

The gun is loaded.
White knuckles are tight on the grip,
Yet I feel nothing.

In a foreign field.
We charge onwards to our fate
In a foreign grave.

The gun is loaded
And I rust some of my bullets
With stranger's blood.

Comrades fall.
Stiffened wounds begin to test our pride,
Coarse, raw, cold.

The gun is loaded.
It chuckles at the men I slaughter,
It laughs as they die.

I spend bullets,
Screaming at the sky as I charge on,
Deafened by shame.

The gun is loaded.
My victims fall tediously one by one,
I lose count.

He has no name.
I catch him in my cold sights,
He catches me, too.

The gun is loaded.
Our eyes meet for a mere split second,
And we know each other.

We hesitate.

I regain focus.
War is a game of survival, not compassion,
And I only have one bullet left.

I reach for the trigger-
BANG!
My gun is loaded.

Topic(s) of this poem: battle, dead, death, fight, hate, honor, panic, rushing, shooting, soldier


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I don't think I made it very clear,
They only have one bullet left, and yet their gun is still loaded at the end because they didn't shoot quick enough.

Comments about Soldier by Bryony Sheldon

  • (9/23/2019 9:34:00 AM)

    Niely done, a brilliant tercet with vivid images. Thanks for sharing such a heartfelt poem (Report)Reply

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  • James Mclain (9/7/2019 6:42:00 PM)

    Never explain dear,
    Let the reader draw their own conclusions.
    They will usually infer wrong..... L.O.L.
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  • Drtony Brahmin (4/7/2019 2:28:00 PM)

    In a foreign field.
    We charge onwards to our fate
    In a foreign grave.......You have succeded in getting deep into the mind of the soldier. thank u dear poetess. tony
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  • Poet Poet (4/5/2019 3:48:00 PM)

    i read it before
    you have come to my pages
    after ages
    young gal

    The gun is loaded.
    Our eyes meet for a mere split second,
    And we know each other.

    We hesitate.
    war has no compassion only bullets for breakfast miss poetry
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  • Castellenas John (3/29/2019 12:26:00 PM)

    Your words honest and true. War is minutes and seconds. Thank you Bryony for sharing the powerful words and thoughts. (Report)Reply

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  • Jankovic Zoran (3/28/2019 10:17:00 AM)

    A good text is when we read it and like watching a movie. It seems to me that this is a love movie without a happy ending. I guess that " opponent" deserves it. I'm not a judge, but I know what number 10 is. (Report)Reply

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  • Poet Poet (3/27/2019 6:09:00 PM)

    good soldierly where did you learn it Now as u r a poetess of class DO READ
    MOMS SMILES
    fast if you have thank you
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  • Rose Marie Juan-austin (3/27/2019 3:56:00 PM)

    A very gripping write.
    So intense. In a couple of seconds I I was
    able to watch an action movie.
    Every stanza is beautifully crafted and well executed.
    Superb imagery.10+++
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  • (3/26/2019 7:28:00 PM)

    The intensity of the poem, the action, the images is very convincing, very well written! 10+
    I remember Rupert Brooke's poem:
    If I should die, think only this of me:
    That there’s some corner of a foreign field
    That is for ever England....
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    Poet Poet(4/5/2019 3:58:00 PM)

    just beautiful only RUPY
    could have composed it
    my be POET ME equally
    I remember Rupert Brooke's poem:
    If I should die, think only this of me:
    That there’s some corner of a foreign field
    That is for ever England..

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 28, 2019


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