Afghanistan on Christmas Day by John C. Mannone
Snow fell thick and the ground grafted its new skin. Clouds gathered over the scarred land: months of abuse, the black-and-blue hills, pounded. Even the tanks and their turrets were covered and silent. White landscape delved into gray sky. And there was peace on Earth, at least for one day.
John C. Mannone has been nominated three times for the Pushcart. His work appears in Conclave, The Medulla Review, Rose & Thorn Journal, Hinchas de PoesÃa, The Pedestal, Magnapoets, Glass, Lucid Rhythms, Prime Mincer and many others. He is the poetry editor for Silver Blade, an adjunct professor of physics in east Tennessee and serves as a NASA/JPL Solar System Ambassador. Visit The Art of Poetry.
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2 comments:
Excellent one, John.
Thank you, Andrew. I am pleased that we are sharing pages. The Flash Factory rules:-)