Husband goes to war
A million blossoms perish
Wife a battlefield
*** Copyright @ Eric Alagan, 2017 ***
Historical fiction mostly, but also some multi-genre stories & anecdotes
Husband goes to war
A million blossoms perish
Wife a battlefield
*** Copyright @ Eric Alagan, 2017 ***
Youth in battle gear
Just twenty – cannon fodder
Young wife soldiers on
Dear Eric,
‘Tis true, the generals in fortified citadels issue death warrants to grunts on the ground, dismissing the immense sorrow in loved ones left bereft.
Enjoy your poems, dear Sir!
Warmest wishes,
Paul 🙂
We enjoy killing
Hard wired in our DNA
Nature takes its course
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Dear Paul,
All you say is true and media – Urrah! – carefully nurtures and lauds brainless brawny louts. All ultimately paid for by blood.
Thank you for your visit and contributions – they enhance my blog posts.
All good wishes,
Eric 🙂
Heartening to know that some understand her turmoil. Salute, how you reply to comments with a new Haiku.
Our women warriors
Proverbial unsung heroes
Keep heart, hearth and home
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Thank you, Indira, for your visit and comment. What you say is true – mothers especially suffer the most.
Peace,
Eric
Wonderful Haiku/sentiment.
Hmm, needed to pause and visualize that one. Quite profound.
Tough to visualize
Peace reigns, her war never ends
Nightmares, her partners
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Hello Ian,
When a family member goes off to war, all their loved ones fight their own wars. No one comes out unscathed, I reckon.
Peace,
Eric
So few words, yet, so powerful, Eric…
The guns fall silent
What was the fight all about?
Enemies now friends
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Hello Lauren,
Thank you for your visit and comment.
The wealthy and well-connected bloat on blood, while the rest pay the price.
Peace,
Eric
Hello Eric,
I know this has a serious undertone, but it’s a weekend and I hope you don’t mind I interprete this in jest.
Husband goes to war with wife, wrong move. Earth perished like the blossoms. Discover wife is worse than a battlefield. LOL.
Enjoy your weekend.
Choose your enemy
War is safer than wildcat
Lesson learnt too late 🙂
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Hello Windy,
Yeah, poor fellow. Give that man a medal – make that two – one for bravery and the other for stupidity 🙂
Cheers,
Eric
Yes they do perish -profound observation!
She waits, a wreckage
Sleepless nights, lost appetite
Her life in limbo
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Often, it is the man who receives the medals but, besides voicing some perfunctory words, the people who sent him to war ignore the very real anguish of the loved ones left behind.
Thank you, Jane, for your visit and comment.
Peace,
Eric