The Siegfried Line
©2007
Rip―
tattered―
Seemingly overwhelmed,
They're left bare for the buzzards.
The last of his regiment lay
Before him trembling―
They coward in their trenches
Afraid to move. He orders, "Stand tall,
Cross the line―you're fighting phantoms,"
As Allied fire resonance with his words
"You are the Blue Devils!"
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Older Poems from the Pen of Olan L. Smith
PoetryThis collection is a gathering of most of my older poems, both published and unpublished, making it easier to find my poetry.
