Poetry by James Strauss

A few Poems for your pleasure.
The poetry muse strikes seldom, enjoy
and leave a comment.

Wasn’t My War, a poem

It wasn’t my war, Not that stuff going on, Not where it is or where it was.
It’s not my war, Not now and over there, For me it was right here………..

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Ulaan Baatar, a Poem

It’s twenty-eight in Ulaan Baatar this day, And it’ll be ten tonight. Mongolia bridge, no bridge at all, Leather tents gone…….

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Merchant Marine, a Poem

Taconite moving atop the waves, Lackawanna bound with iron ore pellets, Marble sphere strewn heaving decks.Guantanamara plays lost revolution…..

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