William Moore
USMC
Bill Moore, far right with M-79
Glimpses of a Private War
Glimpses of a private war
I fought while in my youth,
Return to haunt my sleepless dreams
With their insistent truth.
Glimpses of my private war
Are with me every day,
Keeping fresh my insane youth
In a subtle way.
Glimpses of my private war
Come to me in the night;
They gnaw me with their private dread
And stab me with their fright.
Glimpses of that private war
Intrude in all my days;
They draw me back, with fearsome strength
To wander in their maze.
Glimpses of our private war
Confine us to our past
Until we find some private way
To struggle free at last.
© William Moore
3d Recon Bn., 3d Mar Div.
Quang Tri, 1969
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