Medals Lie In Shame

Poetry by Perry Kay

Fire-red hostility whizzing through a burning hot blaze
soldiers dodging in muddy trenches 
Blood-soaked earth holding the weight of fallen heroes 
The stench of death mingling with acrid smoke that fill his failing lungs

The sun is a murderer
beating a blazing dragon’s poison on rugged uniforms
The moon is a robber 
hunting tired prey that pause to blink
Death is an escaped prisoner 
googly eyeballs rolling for prey on a sinking earth

He holds
his weapon
in
one plastic arm
patched 
with thread
dipped in blood
of fellow comrades
Fallen 
Splintered
Scattered
across a
flooded ground
as the stars
shoot 
and time runs by
a whizzing bullet

Now a crippled bundle of bones fastened to a wheelchair
The only remnant of a forgotten bravery is a missing limb
PTSD is a spider lurking in the corners with the cobwebs
in a dingy attic he calls home

Living off the ‘Thank you for your service’s scarcely thrown his way
as lonely eyes peek through a shuttered window in a dusty room
where faded copper medals lay in abandoned shame

His heart is a leaden hammer
breaking a fragile memory
into shredded leaves
But his strength is made of eternal concrete 
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About the Poet

Perry Kay

Perry Kay lives in New York but her heart is in LA. She love to write poems and short stories and wishes to one day publish a novel. You can follow her on Instagram @perrykay39

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Poetry by Taylor Lutka

Colorblind

Poetry by Taylor Lutka

I could not show you 
What was drawn 
As it was scribed 
Along my bones 
And it was 
Restrained under 
Coatings of guilt 
Hardened by the words
You burrowed in my skin 
So when you asked me
To show you my soul 
I couldn’t show you 
Because 
I couldn’t see it either
(it used to be yellow, what colour is it now?)

I Will Grow Tomorrow Instead

Poetry by Taylor Lutka

Today I felt like silence
Easily broken with your words
A shattered mosaic of lethargy 
Tapered at the seams 
Of your blade-like edges
Today I felt like darkness 
Draped in bitter frost 
Veiled behind window panes 
Sending rain clouds across 
Droughted landscapes
Today I felt like breaking 
And this dim silent world 
That littered the portrayal 
Of the essence of my mind 
Remained barren 
Sleeping with the misrepresentation
That nothing would grow again

(but I know it is just today) 
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About the Poet

Taylor Lutka

Taylor Lutka has been writing professionally for just over two years. She provides blog/article writing and editing services, but her true passion is poetry. She especially enjoys running her Instagram account, where she posts new poetry daily. Her writing focuses on everything from mental health issues, having your heartbroken, and what it means to be in love. She will be featured in the upcoming Augies Bookshelf “Instapoets” Anthology being released in January, as well as an anthology to be published by Train River Publishing. She is currently working on writing her debut poetry collection, which is hoped to be released sometime next year. 
Instagram – @taylorlutkapoetry

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