They’re pugil sticks
up against rival platoon
I go one-and-one:
ran right over my first foe.
Next monster whacked me!
Category: PISC
Early Days PISC – 1967 – Tanka 79
Test for fake language
and Morse code welcome relief
from ‘Shock and Awe-ful!’
Recognized Esperanto,
Latin and lots of nonsense.
“Early Days at PISC – Other Tests – 1967”
Tests for fake language
and morse code welcome relief
from ‘shock and awe-full!’
“Day 65 PISC – 1967 – Another Place” Tanka 68
To another place –
surely it’s not on this Earth:
Camp Geiger, NC,
where non-grunts will toil three months
while former ‘mates will ‘Make Tet!’
“Day 65 PISC – 1967 – Another Place”
To another place –
surely it’s not on this Earth:
Camp Geiger, NC!
“Day 60 PISC – 1967 – Saving My Life” Tanka
“Not Old Enough”
Called in to classroom
to hear an ‘OCS’ pitch
but I’m nineteen
(besides, in the two more years
I’ll have learned some sharp lessons).
“Day 64 PISC – 1967” Tanka 67
The whole regiment
of new Marines
nearly one-thousand of them
march ‘Pass In Review!’
Our nearly last formation.
We will leave in the morning.
“Day 65 PISC – 1967
Adventure begins
for sooth this Marine wakeup
but Rocks, Shoals await!
“Day 64- 1967 – Final Inspection”
Final Inspection
by Battalion Commander
is mostly ‘letdown’
“Cleaning My Rifle”
“A tale of Parris Island”
Staff Sergeant Dean tells me my
parents will be here for graduation
tomorrow when I will
get the afternoon off,
just like everyone else,
but I get two hours extra,
so my shit better be shipshape
and he hands me my rifle
and says “best get started here,
Private.”
We turn in the war gear tonight.
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