Paul Mills


World War # 1 - Poem by Paul Mills

Sprawled embrace of shallow hollow
Crack and ping distant and near
Spew stench of carcass each breath
Fading light rise sudden fear

Tattered remnants from woven bolt
Squall whimpers of men cry out
Deliver me from this foreign shore
Lord end this tormenting hopeless doubt

Topic(s) of this poem: verse

Form: Verse


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 24, 2015


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