WAR BIRD
Do re mi fa so la ti—like the notes in a song on a stave
War birds align,
in a rank of the brave,
ready for a signal,
a message,
a sign
Most valiant pigeons of two world wars
Airforce combatants in battle scar tours
Intelligence carriers throughout the day and the night,
through bullet-hail, bomb blasted barriers—they soar to the fight
Along, long miles of dysentery-ridden trenches
Over troops who line up for names on brass plaque benches
In dark smoke-filled skies, dodging, defying—flying into Hell
Through blinding attack, shrapnel, smoke, shell,
and enemy fire
They fly fast and determined—
And
Close to the wire
Lesley Scoble, June 2023
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