Memories of Green
Spring green tripped the memory switch
setting loose long forgotten moments --
searching among the cul de sacs for the home of
a backyard pig roast with a crowd of hippies
rowdily playing beneath the bright green hills.
Lost in the past, I roam in the greenness
finding refuge at the verdant arsenal
where I used to wander in my olive drabs
while others gave their lives in Vietnam.
The soundtrack booms