by Keith Mallinson | Sep 17, 2016 | Poetry
Private George Mobbs, Mobbsy to your mates Are you on sentry duty, outside the Pearly Gates? Or are you still struggling through the mud in ‘No Man’s Land’ Listening to the ghostly sound of a Scottish bagpipe band Are you watching over Thiepval, where many men are...
by Richard Gildea | Sep 11, 2016 | Poetry
What’s happened here this day, this hour, I cannot fathom still Yet here I am embroiled in cause which seeks alone to kill Forgive this action that I take, in faith that’s notwithstanding Of consequences I believe beyond one’s understanding Searing heat may take my...
by Helen Berry | Sep 9, 2016 | Poetry
Who was this man who gave his life Did he leave a son, a mum, a wife Did death come quick, did he die in pain Never to walk these shores again To this man and the rest I owe such a debt The poppy a symbol lest I forget How do I live, do I honour his name Did the world...
by Tom Sullivan | Sep 5, 2016 | Poetry
It’s time to remember those who have gone, They fought with valour until the job was done. Young men and women in the prime of their life, Many leaving behind a husband or wife. They shall not be forgotten as time passes by And as memories are recalled, bring a...
by Robert Carson | Aug 30, 2016 | Poetry
Though, now, no longer flesh and bone Who lies unknown beneath this stone? What were your dreams and sorrows We may, now, never know Life changes with its fashions The years, thus, onward go, The sun then shone upon your face At Farlam Church, you sang God’ s praise....
