Metaphorical Writing for 5/29/2013

Death of a War Veteran–My Father

The certificate says June 5th just a few days away.

I stare blankly at it thinking the 2nd or the 4th–three years have gone by.

I swallow and take a deep drink of air, unconsciously.

This year I will brush off the dust from the cemetery.

This year I will plant new flowers to dance

in a grave far from where I call home, and

they will sing there carried on the wind and timeless time.



I'm interested in hearing people's ideas about metaphors and to post other people's metaphors as well as my own!

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