Ouch. Too real for me today. I was homeless years ago and Montana has a high vet population struggling with personal issues. This literally could be today's headlines here.
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THE POEM
The poem is a nice tribute to a military mother.
WHAT I LIKED
I can totally relate to this poem having served in the military myself. There are often times one worries and finds things to pass the time, but their loved one is never far from their hearts.
STRUCTURE
This is a villanelle. A villanelle is a highly structured poem with 5 tercets and ends with a quatrain. There are 2 repeating rythmes and 2 repeating refrains. The poem followed the structure. I thought the repeating refrains were very respectful and reverent. There's a nice rythme and flow when spoken outloud.
MECHANICS
I did not spot any spelling/punctuation mistakes. Good use of WDC ML to increase font and make easier to read on the website.
DESCRIPTIONS
I liked: With steadfast devotion, she prays to relieve the anxiety" The description draws up a visual of a mother, prayerful, with a holy book, or a passage, heart on their sleeve, looking to find peace. It's a great description and taps into somber emotion well.
PARTING THOUGHTS/SUGGESTIONS
The opening engages the reader. The title is a nice fit for the poem. Good luck in the Bard's Hall Contest.
Our military mission supercedes
any personal desires we may hold.
Whenever we receive the order,
we are on our way to whatever waits,
prepared to do anything required,
however circumstance may unfold
to demonstrate American resolve--
one of our predominant traits.
Our military mission means Christmas
is often spent in faraway positions.
Whenever separation burdens us,
we get a little Face Time on the iPhone,
prepared to do our sacred duty,
despite the holiday conditions,
to demonstrate our commitment
to our vows in the battle zone.
Our military mission continues
from generation to generation.
Whenever the need arises,
we drop whatever and go again,
prepared to follow patriotic path,
despite the risk of conflagration,
to demonstrate persistent belief
in such a justified campaign.
I do not know the name of this form. I came across it in a poem titled "The Blood of Other Days" in a little book titled simply "Poems" by Kimberly Sue Marks, published by Carlton Press, Inc. in 1989.
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