Thursday, May 25, 2006

Old Glory

The clamor of metallic clips
against a hollow pole
increases as a tempest whips
our frayed and fading soul—
remember how the stars once shone
when liberty was justly sown?


Travis Jay Morgan said...

What a beautiful and poetic way to display our flag! Very well done!

rch said...

Hey thanks travis, it literally just hit me while staring at a freshly raised one. Thanks for commenting.

Take care,