“Elliott’s Beach”
A mere six-mile strut –
we do not cross Ribbon Creek
but are “tent-tested.”
(Where I got – and still have on my keychain – a P-38 “John Wayne” c-rat can opener and a curious – some say perverted – love of ham-n-mutthas!)
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Day 26(3) PISC – 1967
“By The Left Flank…”
We drill and we drill.
Between drill and drill, more drill!
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Day 26 PISC – 1967
The push ups are killing
my dislocated clavicle:
I bite back the tears.
“Day 17 – PISC – 1967”
“Another Lesson Learned”
The poor sap gets mail
with a pack of gum not-hid:
eats all – with wrapper!
“Day 15 PISC – 1967”
“Been Here All My Life!”
Rifle exercises
and ‘PT’ never let up.
Hey! It’s October!
“Day 13(?) PISC – 1967”
“School Circle”
Called in a low voice,
“School Circle” is crashcourse dash
inside the squadbay!
“Day 14(3) PISC – 1967”
“The Domestic Arts”
Slow, small circles spread
black polish over shoes, boots
until mirrorglass.
“Day 14(2) PISC – 1967”
“Like Adam…Naming The Beasts”
Brasso and kiwi.
Irish pennants, bloused trousers
go with “head” and “deck.”
“Summer In An Hoa”
An Hoa orange clay
coats my soul and jungle boots,
but beats monsoon mud!
“Day 11 (3) PISC – 1967”
“Laundry”
Each of us numbered:
count off to wake, sleep, laundry.
We screw that up, too!
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