Embracing the world with positive creativity since Sept 2007.
Walt Hardester has not received any gifts yet
Useless is fighting the inevitable.
Posted on January 27, 2009 at 3:11am — 1 Comment
Fatigues have turned from green to brown,
From lying on the fetid ground.
Walking in paddies the feet do sink,
Ants, leeches, and three step snakes.
Can't I go home for goodness sakes.
A nasty pit with Punji Stakes.
A "Booby Trap," the line I see,
Across the path in front of me.
I raise my fist to tell my mates,
To lightly step, for death awaits.
Oh no, another hill to…
Posted on November 10, 2007 at 7:49am — 4 Comments
Pensive she sits by the stream,
Thinking of nothing really.
Her lovely hand lets the water trail over it as she sits,
Wondering of nothing really.
The absolute beauty of nature fills her mind,
Dreaming of nothing really.
Only feeling the coolness of the water,
And it's gentle pressure on her hand.
Wishing for nothing really.
Only the rustling of leaves stirred by the wind does she hear,
Hoping for nothing…
Posted on November 10, 2007 at 7:19am — 4 Comments