POEM: “Operation Babylift”


Operation Babylift


Flight plan from Agent Orange

and unfriendly fire, the war torn

to new homes stateside

its first flight

airlifting from Vietnam

the orphaned ones

their parents lost too soon

too soon

too soon to see them grow up

instead strapped in carriers

on airplane seats,

the innocent ones witness

not new homes in a new land

but fuselage



the rice paddy skid

the soft meets hard

flesh and metal and pliant plant life burning



the dam breaking

drowning waters and unfurling flames

the damn breaking apart

the smoking metal skeleton

the smoking


the fragile lives lost

their legacy

their memory

their deaths




lost to time

who remembers the orphans now?



Thank you for visiting my blog. If you would like to read more about the inspiration (as well as the construction) of this poem, this week’s Patreon post may be of interest to you! For as little as $1 a month–less than a cup of tea–you get more of my work: fiction, non fiction, product reviews, and other goodies as well. Until next time, have a lovely week!

*image courtesy of publicdomainpictures.net via Creative Commons Universal License.

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