The ship lay offshore <br />gently rocking <br />port to starboard <br /> <br />shards of mica <br />in the black sand glitter <br />in the gloom <br /> <br />gnarled and twisted trees <br />cling to a rockstrewn hillside <br /> <br />sharp odor of cordite <br />a barking dog <br />a single raven overhead<br /><br />Michael Pruchnicki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/omaha-beach-2/
