February 13, 2013 Battle Scarred – A Tanka 6 Comments Image Credit: nationalgeographic.com Names long forgotten Came screaming back to haunt me As if yesterday Friends lost on the battlefield Turn dreams to guilty nightmares ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: battle, battlefield, death, dying, guilt, guilty, nightmares, poem, poetry, PTSD, shell shock, tanka, war
Thank you so much for your comment. It is such a terrible thing for someone to have to go through. Be well. Reply
Dom DiFrancesco 
Good job on the Tanka!
Thank you so much.
That same question that haunts all of us who return – Why me? Why not me?
Thank you so much for your comment. It is such a terrible thing for someone to have to go through. Be well.
I very much like this tanka. Well crafted.
Thank you very much, I appreciate it.