by John Garner | Sep 28, 2007 | Poetry
Why did I not ask the questions? A man with so much to say! I regret the time that was wasted And now he’s passed away. The snippets, the funny stories Time spent in India and Rangoon But when it came to the serious business Always something to be done – and...
by John Garner | Sep 11, 2007 | Poetry
Row upon row Impressive fields of white Headstones and crosses Required reading for all. Take in the carved ages A whole host of young men Names from the age of conflict Fallen men from all corners Units of remembered victims A Commonwealth of soldiers. Meander and...
by John Garner | Sep 11, 2007 | Poetry
It looks like the Arc de Triomphe But the names mean so much more Not a dated list of battles But fallen heroes by the score. Every one a missing soldier Totals difficult to understand Sent forward like herds of cattle To fall in fields on foreign lands The list is...
by John Garner | Sep 11, 2007 | Poetry
Silent woodland. Still and bright. The living visions Evocative sights. Five foot trenches Remember to stoop! The mind imagines The frightening ‘Whoop’ As shells descend Upon the troops Of bloodied soldiers The advancing groups. Endless fire The constant sounds. Fear...
