For a time, while I was in the Army, I would write poetry. Mostly because I was taking night classes at a community college and I was required to write one or two poems. My teacher, Mrs. Nelson, said I had a knack for it, and I'm sure I did compared to the normal student that lazes their way through Methodist College in Fayetteville, North Carolina. Anyway, I found it was easy to write poems when I was bored, on a field exercise, drunk off my ass taking a crap or just sitting around. I liked writing poetry in the Army, because I was able to grab a scrap of paper, or a piece of trash or an MRE (Made Ready to Eat meals) box and scribble out a poem in an hour or so and complete it. There was no reason I couldn't at any given time, and I felt like I was writing, so I was a poet for a time. Now, I mostly write stories, but here are my favorite poems from that era.
SHARDS OF THOUGHTS IN SCATTERED CONCRETE
THE MANY DEATHS OF TYME RADFORD
YOUR PEACE IS OVERDUE AT THE LIBRARY