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Sally Flood

Poetry

NEVER FORGOT

In the land of the poppies so far away Come every November my memory will stray, So long ago I still recall My mothers brother, I knew not at all. Every November a candle was lit My mother told tales, us children would sit, A legend passed on to my…
Sally Flood
13th October 2011
Poetry

Boys Across The Sea

Every day the list will grow with names so soon forgot except for grieving families the emptiness, the loss. So proud in khaki and in blue they fight for Queen ‘tis said in countries far across the sea our young lads blood is shed. On foreign soil our fathers wept…
Sally Flood
4th September 2011
Poetry

War Touches All

As the snow falls I think of a Christmas Many years ago. An evacuee in a small village My home in London had been bombed My favourite toys destroyed. I sat round a coal fire Knitting dolls clothes For the Woman’s Institute. So warm and peaceful Away from the bombing.…
Sally Flood
19th December 2010
Poetry

When Will It End?

The news is alarming Another soldier lost Fighting in another land No matter what the cost. I thought Obama Was the man to stop the war, But he’s sending out more troops Don’t know what they’re fighting for? We were just an island Only so much we could do, Did…
Sally Flood
17th December 2010
Poetry

First World War

Under the arch he used to sit when I was just a kid, in the 1920s I asked him what he did. “Just selling matches lass” he said “There’s nothing more for me, begging for a crust of bread look here and you will see”. Around his neck in big…
Sally Flood
20th November 2010
Poetry

Armistice 2010

Sunday the 14th I sit alone among thousands I with my memories Sharing the memories of others. As a child living with strangers Growing up too quickly in shelters Watching the buzz-bombs Cross the sky Not knowing what friends Would die. My mother grieving For brothers and sons at War.…
Sally Flood
15th November 2010
Poetry

70 YEARS ON SEPTEMBER – 2010 – REMEMBRANCE

Looking back! I remember a child, with gasmask and dreams on a train filled with strangers, so many fears, formed by speech where I lived, fear was the norm. Seeing the young boys in uniforms marching against fascism this maniac who wanted the world. Split from family with two young…
Sally Flood
8th September 2010
Poetry

WAR AND PEACE JULY 16TH 2003

Rain swept down from a cloudy sky after a week, sunny and dry would you believe a day out again after the sunshine, down comes the rain. Paddock wood in the county of Kent jeeps and tanks, a forties event, military regalia covered the spot where hops once grew, and…
Sally Flood
7th May 2010
Poetry

The arms of a river

“cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river for you” The words from a bygone era running through my mind disturbing dreams of yesteryear, yet how poignant the words. In my minds’ eye I see the tide rise and fall, like the baton upon a drum…
Sally Flood
12th March 2010
Poetry

Looking Back

Have you seen a building collapse? brick by brick flames engulf the debris enough to make you sick, standing in the shelter a memory I keep a country then at war nightmares in my sleep. The wardens were kept busy fire-watching through the night, boys and men were fighting to…
Sally Flood
29th December 2009