Memorial Day

And I know my limits

exceed the dreams I bear

Like scars into the cemetery

The great graphics of

the American flag

The 5 radiating points

emanate invisibly from the celestial aspects

The Bars

Red and straight

White and horizontal

Match up and flutter

on those tiny tiny remnants

of the free life

I drag my dreams

Across the cemetery soil

Past the granite markers

of those who have soldiered on

Everyone here has been

Shot through by something

Lived through conflict and laughter

I reach the one I want