Thoughts That Travel

As i set beneath the tall oak tree,
I watch as the breeze ruffles the leaves.

I listen to the birds as they call to each other.
in the distance the barking of a square, I'm thinking
there must be a predator about.

The breeze seems to have taken my thoughts to
times long ago and far away.

A time when I was a child and I see my mother smile.
My siblings playing, arguing, crossing my arms on my chest
as I pout.

A time when family and friends watch me grow.

My thoughts go to the battle field that now is a wall
and traps me in my dreams.

I'm here until my dreams have wings and my thoughts
no longer knows fear.

As the battle begins I hear my name.
Again, louder i hear my name.
Again, much louder I hear my name.

This battle is over until my thoughts and dreams
wonder again

Sunday, July 21, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: war and peace,war memories
Louise 22 July 2019

I love reading your poems because the words come from with in yourself.. Another great poem.

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Chinedu Dike 21 July 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation nicely brought forth with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Ronald.

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