(Poet’s note: Last week, our school (like most schools) held a ceremony for Veteran’s Day and I noticed how the number of veterans in attendance continues to shrink each year. I listened to one of my students play Taps on his trumpet with our music teacher, and heard another teacher explain to our entire school the meaning of Taps in ceremony. I thought of silence.)
The bugle plays
with no notes;
only silence
Here is the Voicethread with this poem added:
Peace (in the rememberance),
Kevin
inspiring, goldfish, truly inspiring. i have a poem i’d like to add to the voicethread:
thick philly fog pulls me outside
despite coffee and computer combo
beanies and scarves abound
and my camera points upward
following a spectrum of evaporation