By:  Garland Davis

The smoke in the clouds turn the sunset sky blood red over a land once known as Annam,

More smoke billows as the forward mount fires at unseen targets beyond the clouds,

From far offshore comes a rumble as the battleship and cruisers loose portents of hell,

Ships come about and move back to station, awaiting the next target and firing order,

A renowned General once said, “War is hell.”, but to the gunline sailor, war is monotony.



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A native of North Carolina, Garland Davis has lived in Hawaii since 1987. He always had a penchant for writing but did not seriously pursue it until recently. He is a graduate of Hawaii Pacific University, where he majored in Business Management. Garland is a thirty-year Navy retiree and service-connected Disabled Veteran.


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