{"id":43276,"date":"2014-06-09T12:00:53","date_gmt":"2014-06-09T11:00:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=43276"},"modified":"2015-05-05T21:33:45","modified_gmt":"2015-05-05T20:33:45","slug":"deaths-rainbow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2014\/06\/deaths-rainbow\/","title":{"rendered":"Death&#8217;s Rainbow"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I walked upon the battlefield<br \/>\nand saw a grotesque scene revealed:<br \/>\nthe corpses there, both friend and foe,<br \/>\nall formed a sort of weird rainbow.<\/p>\n<p>The enemy and our men too&#8211;<br \/>\nsome bled dark red and some bled blue.<br \/>\nThe blood of others was bright green&#8211;<br \/>\na stranger sight I&#8217;ve never seen.<\/p>\n<p>When bullets mowed doomed soldiers down<br \/>\nblood sometimes came out rusty brown,<br \/>\nand who would in their right mind think<br \/>\nthe blood of many would be pink?<\/p>\n<p>Oh what a gross, macabre sight&#8211;<br \/>\nto see men bleeding black and white,<br \/>\nand on the ground where bodies lay<br \/>\nI saw big blotches of dark gray.<\/p>\n<p>Around this place of pain and woe<br \/>\nsome sprawled in pools of indigo,<br \/>\nand where brave fighters their ends met<br \/>\nwere yellow stains and violet.<\/p>\n<p>How sad that young lads had to lose<br \/>\ntheir lives in puddles of chartreuse.<br \/>\nI thought it simply could not be<br \/>\nthat orange blood would flow so free.<\/p>\n<p>In places there was purple blood\u2014<br \/>\nat first a stream, and then a flood,<br \/>\nand youths shot down in life too soon<br \/>\nbled for their nations dark maroon.<\/p>\n<p>Although they many colors bled<br \/>\nthey share one fate: they all are dead.<br \/>\n______________________________<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Tom Greening:<\/strong> \u201cI engage in five professional activities:<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Faculty Member at Saybrook University<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Private Practice of Psychotherapy<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Clinical Professor of Psychology, UCLA<\/em><br \/>\n<em>International Editor of the Journal of Humanistic Psychology<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Writing (Poetry).\u201d<\/em><br \/>\n<a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http:\/\/www.tomgreening.com\" >www.tomgreening.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I walked upon the battlefield<br \/>\nand saw a grotesque scene revealed:<br \/>\nthe corpses there, both friend and foe,<br \/>\nall formed a sort of weird rainbow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-43276","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43276","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=43276"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/43276\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=43276"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=43276"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=43276"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}