Tag Soldier

Gauntlet

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Discover me, hiding between the bookshelves

My trenches from which to peer out at the world.

 

Discover me, a hardback in front of my face

My shield and protector from prying eyes.

 

Discover me, writing as fast as the words come to mind

My pen is my sword, I’ll use it to fight.

 

Discover me.

Unravel me.

Reveal me.

 

There just might be more to me than you think.

 

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Hurrah! It’s the monthly fun that is dVerse Open Link, and the bar is open! Beth is tending bar today – she’s new, so be kind, and don’t tut, roll your eyes or indicate any other expressions of impatience as she learns where all the special beers and ales are kept.

This monthly get together has no theme, it is purely for us poets to offer up our creations and revel in all the offerings laid out before us. Why not join in, either be reading and commenting, or even by putting your work on show too? We don’t bite!

My offering is partially inspired by the inner life of a solitary writer, mixed up with influences from recent family history talk and many wonderful photos I was lucky enough to see last weekend, en famille.

 

 

Dulce et decorum est – Friday Fictioneers

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Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Managua Gunn

Copyright – Managua Gunn

– Dulce et Decorum est… –

‘Soldier, soldier, won’t you marry me? With your musket, fife and drum…’

Jonathan whistled the tune through his teeth, sighed, and pulled his shoulders back again, shifting his ceremonial rifle slightly on his shoulder. Four more hours to go and he could already feel pins and needles tingling in his weapon-bearing arm.

This wasn’t what he had signed up for – solo ceremonial guard of a deserted palace in the empire’s most inaccessible territory.

He pictured his imaginary alter ego, leading a charge on the enemy – a hero, with a proper, working weapon.

Life could be such a let-down.

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Click the blue froggy to read other writers’ offerings – and enjoy!