| I twin towers blasted from that Big Apple skyline innocence has fled | II Afghani winters for invaders seeking spoils decades of defeat | III a crimson sunset night fires burning til dawn Afghanistan bleeds | | | IV brilliant red poppies adorn the freshly turned earth home is the warrior | V wide young eyes harvest grief etched in a widow's gaze the last full measure | Jeanne Powell has published three collections of poetry - February Voices, Cadences, and Tangerine Dance. She runs three poetry reading series in San Francisco. |