Friday, May 23, 2014

Memorial Day Celebration Time again; thank GOD for veterans.

I, Gloria Poole, born in state of Georgia but residing in Missouri am "recycling" photos I photographed in yr 2012 at the air show in Missouri to celebrate Memorial Day. In first photo below guys in green are in U S Military but all people in these photos are unknown to me but it was a public exhibit so photos are ok.

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US Navy Mt-53E Sea Dragon helicopter on Memorial Day 2012 photo-by-gloriapoole [Gloria Poole] in Missouri at air show; people were in public

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Propeller and cockpit  of air show plane, photo-by-gloriapoole [Gloria Poole] of Missouri yr 2012

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Close-up of propeller air show Memorial Day 2012 photo-by-gloriapoole [Gloria Poole] of Missouri

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Harrier jet photo by Gloria Poole /photo-by-gloriapoole of Missouri; 2012 air show Memorial Day in Missouri

Vintage plane photo by Gloria Poole / gloriapoole =photo-by-gloriapoole of Missouri memorial Day 2012
P51 Mustang Vintage plane photo-by-gloriapoole / photo by Gloria Poole of Missouri at memorial Day air show Missouri yr 2012
 This is what I wrote in year 2012  to mark the occasion of Memorial Day in the U S for the U S Military:

The Fighting Men
by Gloria Poole

The fighting men 
who fought; 
some died.

Others left body parts
on foreign soil.
With weapon in hand;
and courage in heart,
they face the enemy,
sometimes eye to eye;
sometimes not.

At times, a rustling noise,
or the whizzzzz of a grenade
flying through the air with pin pulled
are the first clues
of enemy approach.

They put their lives on the line. 
At their duty stations,
they are sitting ducks.
and on their walkabout patrols.

The enemy watches too.
Watches for a lapse 
in faithfulness, or 
a split second in time
when the path is clear 
to lob a grenade; 
or put the X sight on the heart or head
of the watchman.

What does fear taste like?
A metallic dry mouth, so I am told.
What does fear smell like?
The smells of the battle:
of blood,smoke,fire,dirt,dust;
sometimes rain.

The fighting men;
who volunteer
for the life changing event
of U S Military, 
are men.
Not wimps.
Not sissies.
Not cry babies.
Not mama's boys.
but men.

Men,
who know that somebody's life 
might depend on them.
That maybe a whole lot of nobodys' lives
depend on them.
Men.

Men who learn 
a super diligence
to watch every movement;
assess the land quickly,
with an eye for an escape,
and a back up plan,
if the first plan fails.

Men, who know they 
must have backbones
like a steel beam.
Men who learn that when confronted
 with enemy combatant, they must not blink.
They know they may have only one
chance to save their own lives.

Men, who know they cannot risk 
the idle mind, or the wayward thoughts;
or the distractions of 
sound making devices;
or chatter.

Men, who know that every day 
could be their last on earth;
that their next breath
could produce blood;
that they could slip into eternity
via assassin's bullet.

The fighting men,
who with their lives
 secure the freedoms;
and underwrite the cause
 of the land of the free
 and the home of the brave.

We, the people, 
of the United States,
owe them a debt
 that cannot be paid, 
with mere money or perqs; 
but requires the heart 
of the nation, 
covering them with prayer. 
Making intercession to THE ALMIGHTY,
pleading for the innocent
before GOD,
the maker of all, 
on bended knees.

The Memorial day 
when wreaths are laid;
and speeches are given;
and fly-pasts occur;
to set aside a time 
to remember, to thank,
to adulate;
the fighting men.

This is my tribute of praise
to the fighting men
around the world; 
who daily recommit 
to the nation; 
to the First Amendment;
to civil liberties to live,
speak,protest;
that which is immoral; 
and injustice.
I salute you,
fighting men of the U S A

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