A Soldier’s Dreams…

(That’s me on the far right standing. Foto property of FBC, All Rights Reserved)

Walking on a flowing stream to never leave a trace,

shadows seem to watch me,

haunt me,

scare me,

but I must keep my pace…

the never ending flow of snow that melted up so high,

is absurdly inviting…

The weight of stones upon the earth is but a fraction of the burden of my birth,

I stand above the ground with a knowledge of impunity

although I don’t believe it’s really true,

there was nothing I could do…

I wear this uniform of green of black of brown

and passed so close to them without a sound.

I had the vote of confidence, I didn’t really need

to bring forth heavy consequences with such unearthly speed…

I walked without the boots I left buried in the mire

to make it look like I had died there,

it’s something I required…

My feet feel frozen from the water, so cold, so clear, so clean,

and it makes my head a bit confused,

I don’t know where I’ve been…

But now I just move forward,

the past has not remained ingrained,

upon the neurons and synapses that constitute my brain.

A soldier’s dreams are secret,

why should they be exposed

and thinking this, I realised

my legs had all but frozed.

But I must walk upon this stream,

to never leave a trace,

I wonder sadly what has happened

to the human race…

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 16 JAN 2020, Valencia, Spain

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  1. Domeka · January 16, 2020

    Wow thanks for sharing this with us amazing

  2. ourcrossings · January 16, 2020

    Yet another beautiful poem beautifully rhymed! Thanks for sharing a photo along with it, it makes your poem so much more special. I used to write poetry back when I was in highschool and found it a great way to reconnect with my heart’s desires. Keep on writing, Francisco. 😊😊😊

    • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · January 16, 2020

      Thank you Aiva, and you are so right! There’s something about poetry that is a direct link to the heart. Have a lovely evening and all the best,

  3. America On Coffee · January 17, 2020

    A military man. A beautiful poem! AOC gives tribute to peace and peaceful efforts worldwide.😣😨🙏

  4. tiffanyarpdaleo · January 17, 2020

    Wow. Very intense and deep, thank you for sharing a glimpse of your soul in this poem, beautiful.

  5. short-prose-fiction · January 18, 2020

    Francisco, I am coming back to this poem. It’s beautiful and masterfully versed. Thank you so much for sharing.
    Last night when I got to the end – and I left the first comment – I choked.

    “I wonder sadly what has happened
    to the human race…”

    Your ending took me directly into the aviation writings of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. He was an exceptional fighter, an exceptional pilot, and an exceptional writer. What made Antoine exceptional was not only his courage and his determination, but above all his humanism and his high sense of responsibility radiating from almost every page he wrote.

    The humanism you show in this poem brings tears in my eyes. It brings me to my knees. It makes you exceptional.

    As I read your poem a fighting scene Antoine described came to mind. Night. Antoine flying his plane. At certain moments he would tell his wing man: drop. I do not need to say more here. You understand what I am talking about. However, between each command he was haunted by questions: Why I am doing this? What are we all doing? What happened to all of us?

    Your question has no answer, Francisco. That does not mean that we should not keep asking. We should. We all should.

    Thank you again for sharing. You are a great writer and a great person.

    Have a beautiful Saturday

    • short-prose-fiction · January 18, 2020

      choked – sorry for the typo.

    • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · January 18, 2020

      I try to bring up what is on my mind and what I believe is in the mind of many…we all do things because we feel a sense of duty, of responsibility and out of fear of being judged or being punished. However, just because some “higher authority” (not God), tells us that it is right to do something, it does not mean that it is or that we don’t have the innate right to question it…
      I am greatly flattered and humbled by your words and by such a comparison. I truly appreciate your response and how you have internalised this poem and have understood its message. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for writing such lovely things. You are a great writer whose sensibility and talent comes through clearly and strongly leaving a permanent impression on me, as a reader, and I believe upon all those others who read your words, your magnificent verses and understand the passion and the emotion you have charged them with and express.

      Thank you so very much Gabriela, take good care, enjoy your weekend and my greetings from Valencia,

      • short-prose-fiction · January 18, 2020

        My pleasure and thank you for your kind words.

      • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · January 18, 2020

        You are very welcome, Gabriela, and always a pleasure,
        un abrazo de Valencia,

  6. Anna Waldherr · January 18, 2020

    So sad.

  7. Lara/Trace · January 18, 2020

    Thank you speaking the truth so eloquently, my friend.

    • Francisco Bravo Cabrera · February 9, 2020

      Thank you Lara, I greatly appreciate your reply and I am very glad that you have liked this poem.
      All the best,

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