The Cenotaph Stumble Upon - Poem by Gerry Legister
I stumble upon a cenotaph searching thought,
Lengthening strides stroll into heroic mortality,
in prime the best of beauty arise with strength,
The memorial names in view once more was pretty.
The portrait pierces my heart with spirit filled art,
Painted praises sang rare rest over their shade,
for the worthy cause where our heroes fought,
Stumbled and fell after their magnanimities fade.
Going on through architrave door into their rest,
For the full enchantment in days of bravery known,
Courage renown, stored in pride of envious zest,
The living only knows a cenotaph found in the town.
Wore the names high for peaceful purpose strained,
sacred quest wrestled for the nations myth and mirth,
Virtuous inquest found many more stories sustained,
in kindling birth borne the merits of grace and truth.
In duty muse courage convened fear seldom own
Fame and agony gushing downstream into my soul
joined bands playing sublimed tunes decades known
singing anthems where every win was worth the goal.
We stumble upon their names our children inherit,
touched the cords neglected by time and chance,
reflect the gleam gems of memories in our heart
Intrinsic glances charmed into an immortal stance.
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