by Dennis Shrubshall | Jun 29, 2009 | Poetry
We’re tied alongside the dock now Waiting for the tide to rise And soon we’ll be setting sail again Under the clear blue skies But there upon the Horizon A hint of cloud in the sky As we check the forecast for wind speed And the sail lashings untie It’s time for us to...
by Alex Roissetter | Jun 28, 2009 | Poetry
Old enough to kill, Old enough to die, Old enough to follow, Never to find out why. To hell and back again, We will gladly go, Travelling through the mists of war, Searching for the foe. How many have we lost? How many more will die? How many tears need to be shed, To...
by Robert Carson | Jun 28, 2009 | Poetry
{Sarah} While politicians have spun their lies Brave soldiers fought, brave soldiers died. Words sit idly on the page Sound too self-conscious in their praise. Though your name is written large in gold A memorial-stone can seem so cold. One, who promised much, whose...
by Les Chisnall | Jun 28, 2009 | Poetry
Alone he stands among the windswept dunes, his eyes, now dimmed, behold the sandy shore, as he recalls those far off days, his youth, when duty called in nineteen forty four. How different then, no time to stand and stare, with battle raging round, no time to pray,...
by Roy Barwise | Jun 26, 2009 | Poetry
“Is it in Kent”? Somebody said “No, it’s in France; it’s full of the dead” “Is it up north? Or down in the south?” “No, it’s a river, it’s wide in the mouth” “Is it quite young? Can it grow old?” “No, it’s fast flowing, it’s dashing and bold” “Is it blue water?, does...
by Roy Barwise | Jun 26, 2009 | Poetry
The sky is black, it’s the 1st of july The thunder of guns is about to die The whine of shells will stop for a time To allow the silence to reach it’s subline The men in the trenches are ready to go Awaiting an order from an n.c.o Loaded with kit, rifles to shoulders...
