by Lynda Hall | Nov 24, 2016 | Poetry
It’s quiet now, where once the Solders trod Now he lies under a simple white cross. Where are the words “Known Only To God” It’s quiet now, the guns have ceased He got what he wanted, eternal peace It’s quiet now, save for the sound of birds In this peaceful garden we...
by Lynda Hall | Nov 24, 2016 | Poetry
Leave his chair by the fire He’ll be back any day I’ll be home by Christmas lass That’s what he’d say But Christmas has gone Other boys have come home Yet I sit by the fire oh so alone Kiss the babies goodnight for me There‘s a job I must do Keep your chin up be brave...
by Don Holmes | Oct 11, 2016 | Poetry
Down Whitehall’s austere Avenue They march with measured stride To honour those who went to war Who fought but sadly died Upon their chests the medals gleam So proudly worn this day Reminders of those harsher times In battles far away And as the eleventh hour sounds...
by Keith Mallinson | Sep 28, 2016 | Poetry
I lied about me age Mam, really sorry Dad Wanted to be a soldier, make you proud of your wee lad I lied about me age Dad to the sergeant at the Hall He just said sign here son, and line up against that wall I lied about me age Mam, but there were plenty more One said...
by Joshua Hannah Matthew Morton | Jul 16, 2016 | Poetry
My heart disappears to see the grave yards far and near Everyone sees the sight Of people being obliterated they take flight. And also they see thousands lying on the battlefields Those poor souls they had no meals. My heart disappears With all the soldiers they had...
