La Boiselle (1): clip clop (stay alive)

I am
the ambulance

I drive (clip clop)
on pitted paths

the dugouts
beside the road
show that
the war has been

I do not fight
gather up
the pieces

the little

put them together
beneath a bandage

and hope they’ll heal

while I run
to get another

and I run
to stay alive

then I pack us
in the wagon

(clip clop)

(clip clop)

move along

catch my breath

I stay alive


33 thoughts on “La Boiselle (1): clip clop (stay alive)

  1. This is a lovely poem, Frank, and a welcome tribute to the animals who worked so hard for us when it wasn’t their cause. Thanks for writing this special poem. And it fits with the picture very well. 🙂

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