Poem Brian Mueller Poem Brian Mueller

The Man Watching

I can tell by the way the trees beat, after
so many dull days, on my worried windowpanes
that a storm is coming,
and I hear the far-off fields say things
I can’t bear without a friend,
I can’t love without a sister.

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In and Out of the Marines

I grew up mimicking the faith of those around me; watching, following and loving God, loving our neighbors as we love ourselves. But, I wanted more: to serve my country, test my mettle; see if I could hold life and faith together as a US Marine. So I enlisted. The Drill Instructors said: “Unlearn everything. There’s a new god: me.”

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