Anthony W. Pahl


No barbed wire fences! No! No more!
No bunkers on the pristine shore
Emotions unfettered, free to be
ebbing… flowing… with the sea.

Tears of rain and unbridled joy;
Salty sea spray, a tearful ploy:
Siege castles made of broken stone;
Candles burning bright at home.

Sunshine wanes and dusk remands
today to yesterday’s command.
The moon and stars inspect the day
for tomorrow; and prepare the way.

Wipe your eyes and dampened cheek
and permit the sense of hope to seep
into your heart and into mine;
dream of a free and peaceful time.