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Category Archives: War
Lost Gardeners
There was such hustle and bustle where now reflective calm. In the thunderbox room nearby the melon yard haunting echoes of silent voices once green fingers that pressed a trigger for King and country, gently call from an early grave, … Continue reading
Big Questions
They could not see the end of their noses the end of the last century the end of infantry and cavalry of Boys Own battles and yet they stand today in ceremony, the successors and descendants of those, who may … Continue reading
A Ritual for Peace
If there were ever worthier cause than this, then tell me please. To start and think how each and every step we take will mark the ground. Enduring footprints, howsoever small, one day will rise in thousands, coalesce into a … Continue reading
Posted in Blank Verse, Death, Hope, Love, poetry, Preachy, Religious, War
Tagged Love, Reconciliation, Truth, War
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These Stones
These Stones. – A poem to commemorate how war penetrates all aspects of human life, in all corners of our world, however remote … over at The Bardo Group
All, Save One
[This poem was written for International Holocaust Remembrance Day, 27th January 2013, and is dedicated to the memory of the victims of the Holocaust. It was recently inspired by Rachel Lucas’ very well written blog post – Mozartsgirl’s Reflection and … Continue reading
Hearts of Oak
In all that’s written of this day I will say only this: for every single life that’s lost hereafter may be bliss, but not the kind of bliss that you can feel of heavenly truth, those dreamy summer days that … Continue reading
An Ekphrastic Experience…
If this is Ekphrastic, which I’ve heard recently described as one of the ugliest words in the English language, then what follows is the complete irony. It also demonstrates what little fodder poets need to inspire them to feats of … Continue reading
Posted in animals, Collaboration, courage, Heroes, Hope, Injury, Love, melancholy, nostalgia, poem, poetry, sadness, War, Wonder
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The Poppy
When I see a poppy I see the symbol of something that it’s easy to forget; not a logo, a stripe or a statement of rank. It’s neither corporate image nor party colour, nor crucifix. It is not even… …a … Continue reading
Looking South
If you stand in the wind and allow it to bend you so you flex and withstand it, don’t let it uproot you, then you’ll find it can’t hurt you in spite of extraordinary pain. If your instinct for flight … Continue reading
Posted in courage, experience, Heroes, Hope, Injury, poem, poetry, War
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Twenty Nine
It Started It is just twenty-nine short years ago, a conflict over sovereign soil; a war we had been forced to join, and what is more we knew him through his brother. So we know how close we were to … Continue reading