Dedicated to Veterans

Home Fires Burning

 Empty clothespins hung like readied soldiers off to slaughter
          Our lives were like that then —
Harsh winters where clothes froze on lines
While troops lined up behind barricades too fragile to save them
Only the bitter cold prevented decimation, or the will of God

We carried in coal in the mornings
Our hands and faces smeared with dust
We’d dip our fingers into ice cold water to wash it all away
While soldiers smeared icy mud on their clothes and faces
         To blend in with the trenches.

Mother relied on rations to feed six kids and one on the way
Biscuits and water gravy were standards
If we didn’t want to starve, unlike starving
Soldiers who barely had enough bread and beans

In the evenings, we chopped wood to bank the fires at night
Kindling first, then as much deadwood as we could find
Wet wood sat under tarps to dry
And green wood sat out in the elements to age
Like unseasoned soldiers, so green they cried at night
          They’ll toughen up real soon, if they survive

We did whatever it took to keep the home fires burning
While the men froze along in the ditches
Some dying, some living, all wishing to go home
And the winter’s angry breath blew —
Abandoned clothespins, soldiers slaughtered in war

© 2013 Lori Carlson

Day 10 – 30 Day Challenge

Describe your most embarrassing moment.

My most embarrassing moment is actually the entire time I was in high school. I was not well liked and my two best friends were in the special ed classes, so that didn’t help my social standings any. I was harassed, made fun of, bullied, and sexually harassed by a few males (which I had endured since 6th grade from those same guys). Even though I was not fat, I was not slim, petite and cute like most of the popular girls. I didn’t care about fashion, only about books. So I was a prime target. I was only able to endure by throwing myself into my studies and getting decent grades.