The Warrior Poem by Michael Nikoletseas

The Warrior



His sward draws dances
with comrades he never kissed

concentric circles
squeeze his soul

he pulses

wingless angels
touch his lips

he smiles
νενικήθημεν

(Far Pitched Tents: Poems of War [Paperback]
Michael M Nikoletseas. Copyright 2011)

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