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    101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within
    101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within
    101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within
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    101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within

    By James Menard

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    This is a poetry book I finished after writing many poems while stationed in BAF Afghanistan. I can never fully explain my experiences but everyone sees life and moments differently.
    I added some of my works from before and after so some you will figure out that I was not in a desert and some you may not know like free preview and yes it does rain even in the desert but was I there are was I somewhere else I cannot remember.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateMar 7, 2014
    ISBN9781491864746
    101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within
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    James Menard

    Born in Pulskia County Arkansas James Menard soon moved to Ocala Florida where he started writing poetry learning theatrical art after graduating from Pine Knot Kentucky Job Corps James joined the Army, married Danielle Menard and was Stationed all over the world in his 13 tenure to include his nomination to The Army Soldier Show. he finished in children's book "The Bees and the Bears after returning from Iraq and now after his second tour in Afghanistan he completed the works "Poems can be written even in a war zone"

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      101St Poems Written from the Desert War Within - James Menard

      Sink or Swim

      To reach this torture where I am now, here,

      Trapped in my own sea of misfortune:

      Inspirations lead me to this desert of nowhere

      Without heroes in the desert sands,

      Full of only half steps, of almost successful attempts.

      Desert prison and I cannot wait to share it with you;

      Cold winters to share my frozen fears.

      I dream of sharing my failed attempts with you.

      Follow your passionate wonders until they are all spent,

      Only to fall without rhyme or reason why am I trying again?

      If you give up, you did not try hard enough,

      So get up to miss the glory again.

      Success will never appear magically, my friend

      I wait for the cold to stop my heartache.

      Chase of fame took my sweat, blood, tears from me

      As I find my success is passed away in vain.

      I drown in my sea of failed opportunity.

      Wake Up or Just Dream

      Every day is a new surprise.

      I am trying to make up new events.

      The day comes with the price of life.

      Will I find my life well spent?

      All the time lost, what was the cost?

      I lived well, but now what is it worth?

      Plans change each time I close my eyes.

      I feel worth more than just birth.

      I cannot just do a job well done.

      I may never know all the meanings.

      I hope tonight it is not over.

      I must wake up from this dream.

      Burn It All

      Take your favorite ice cream out of the freezer.

      Now place it beside your favorite chair.

      Grab you favorite movie or song and prepare to play it.

      Grab the remote and push pause.

      Go to your garage and grab the gasoline.

      Douse your chair, your favorite life, everything.

      Call the ones who broke your heart.

      Let them know the fire they left behind is still burning.

      The one you call is long gone.

      He left me and has been a no-show ever since.

      He was not a dad or a father,

      Just a man watching me fall apart,

      I was left alone with a lost and broken heart.

      Life and my experiences go to extremes.

      I did not mean to use my loss as a crutch all the time.

      I hurt the ones closest to me because I was slothful

      I lost everything for years without knowing it.

      One Person’s Reality Is Another’s False Hope

      Every day I walk away

      Then I come back again.

      This quicksand relationship is going down.

      There is no way, this time, to

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