The Barbed Wire Faintly Twiches

Terry Trainor By Terry Trainor, 14th Feb 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2vadjyf8/
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A man fighting a trench war in the Great War has had all he can take. Shell shocked into deep depression he climbs out of his trench and walks to his death.

The Barbed Wire Faintly Twiches

Laying in the morning twilight, yawning, my head nods down and I jerk it up again,
The barbed wire faintly twitches, someone has touched it, will it be a friend or foe,
Shadows float across a near dark landscape then fade away into nothing, an early start,
Machine guns begin rip the earth, and rips the last turf, then rips all the shadows away.

I've had enough and more, I have stopped talking to anyone, I just cannot be bothered,
The daylight makes me angry and people talk to me, I just stare way over their heads,
Some think me strange I don't bloody care, just leave me alone, get on with your day,
Don't comfort me, keep away, let me fight my own darkened demons in my confused mind.

Sudden sharp cracking noises and an odour, a stench of gunpowder, a sour smell of bitter death,
Head pointing directly forwards having no eye contact with anybody, just in case they want to talk,
I sit on mud soaked ground and someone shouts something at me so loudly and I just ignore him,
An N.C.O. running, splashes his way towards me, shouting, swearing and screaming I take no notice.

He pulls me up off the wet ground shouting abuse, why? but I can no longer understand him,
He lets go of my soaked lapels and I sink back down to where I was, his face an angry red,
I hear the word insubordination and that makes me laugh wildly out loud, it makes me stand up,
Then I decide to climb the ladder and walk onto 'no mans land', again the barbed wire faintly twitches.

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Barbed Wire, Dark Poem, Dark Poetry, Dark Shadows, Maddness, Shell, Shell Shock, Shells, Will Not Talk

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author avatar Terry Trainor
I am a Poet.
My passion is to write about nature and the history of nature.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
14th Feb 2013 (#)

Insanity in its' rawest form Terry. You have the ability to portray the wretchedness of such despair as if we are in the scene as well. Quite brilliant in its awfulness. I hate war and what it does to the mind and heart of man.
Many blessings to you today.
Stella

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author avatar Terry Trainor
15th Feb 2013 (#)

Good morning Stella thanks for your very kind comments. When I started to research the Great War it was to do just a couple of poems. There is so much information, sadness and shock horror stories I thought that I should write some more.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
16th Feb 2013 (#)

I , for one , am glad you did Terry .It is as if a reporter is standing with his pencil and notepad jotting down the action as it is taking place . That is an art to be commended .
Bless you
Stella

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author avatar Terry Trainor
14th Feb 2013 (#)

Thanks for publishing johnnydod

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author avatar Delicia Powers
14th Feb 2013 (#)

I can taste the anguish, powerful poem Terry...

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author avatar Terry Trainor
15th Feb 2013 (#)

Thank you Delicia my dear friend.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
21st Feb 2013 (#)

Where have you gone Terry ? We miss you and your marvelous poems .
Bless you
Stella

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Feb 2013 (#)

Hi Stella. I am still here and everything is OK. My company has opened a new retail outlet and I am so busy working all the time I have neglected everything as its seven days a week and some times do not fish until about 20.30 hours. Then I have to travel home. The reason that I have not posted any poems is that I don't want to write a poem for a poems sake. I need a day off so I can write without rushing. Thank you for your care my dear friend I will be back soon.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
24th Feb 2013 (#)

I miss you too Terry. War is an anachronism and should be shown the door. My father was an army doctor during World War ll and never enjoyed recalling his experience - siva

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Feb 2013 (#)

Hi Siva my dear friend thanks for your kindness. I should be back soon writing a few bits, but my job is taking all my time as they have opened a new store and it's a seven day week at the moment.

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author avatar LOVERME
26th Feb 2013 (#)

it appears you didn't like my comment and removed it ..sorry

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author avatar Songbird B
29th Mar 2013 (#)

All war is utter madness, and when a man cannot take any more, then the only place left for him is the darkness of his mind..Powerful as always my friend..\0/x

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