by Dennis Shrubshall | Oct 26, 2017 | Poetry
Sitting by the water at the end of the day I closed my eyes for awhile Thinking of how time was passing by Not noticed by the rank and file Of a society living life as best they might With what seems like the speed of light And here am I sat at the waterside As yet...
by Phoebe Hillier | Oct 25, 2017 | Poetry
Broken battered trenches, and lines of wounded sat on benches, men spluttering and choking as a deadly warning, will we live to see the morning? The air is thick with ghastly stenches, I’ve welcomed war. The gas just loves to hiss and groan, while we’re spluttering...
by Sally Lakin | Oct 4, 2017 | Poetry
Swans nest where Willows rest As soldiers lay their batons down Weary from the noise and smoke Collapse in heaps upon the ground Sorrow etched on faces black Hell has landed in their brains Peace is lost for soldier Jack He will never be the same Seeing sights, no man...
by Don Holmes | Sep 26, 2017 | Poetry
How easy To leave a bomb on a train How proud You will feel to kill and to maim How brave To leave your mayhem behind Such pleasure To read of the dead , injured, blind Praise Allah You murdered some Kaffir today Men, women, children who got in the way I’ll pray to...
by Robert Carson | Sep 26, 2017 | Poetry
A former officer and former soldier come every Friday to read names from the Book of Remembrance. ‘In honour of fallen comrades- Father, daughter, husband, son Remembered in perpetuum..’ While settling in your chosen seat your own devotions you would keep. As the...
by Don Holmes | Sep 6, 2017 | Poetry
CARAVAN HOLIDAY In regimented lines they stand On swathes of once-green farmers land From north to south and west to east Resembling herds of sheep or beast And where the ground is steep to rise Patio doors point to the skies The wooden stiles you loved to climb Are...
