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Somme. (Re-post)
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Somme. (Re-post) |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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The fields are quiet now, ploughed land filled with corn and wheat. Birds sing in echoing sweetness. Wild flowers sway and bow, where once walked exhausted feet. Light of day, hues of colour of softness. Full packs carried in mud. Water, freezing, soaking. Air filled with bullets and sounds of thud, thud, thud. Vast numbers of men dying. Smell of death and decay, bodies littered all around. Razor sharp barbed wire, cuts in deep. Explosions in every direction, tearing huge holes in the ground. Waste of life, of love, of beauty, forever they will sleep. Mist, dark and murky, floats like spectres in the morning. Ghostly woods, gloomily stood, echoing with mens cries. Blood curdling moans, mingling with machine gun fire, souls to heaven are soaring. Up through the smoke of gunfire, up to God in celestial skies. This is a re-post and is dedicated to all those who died during ''The Great War''. Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,while loving someone deeply gives you courage. Lao Tzu 6th century BC. [This message has been edited by Goldenrose (11-13-2009 04:25 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Thanks for the reposts. You have a tender heart. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Phil, this poem vividly illustrates the peaceful calm after the 'storm' in contrast with the atrocities of war. Superb writing!!! Love, Harmony, and World Peace, Linda |
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Poetal Member
since 2009-11-09
Posts 74Texas, United States |
Any way you look at it war is a waste and one day will be no more. I do love the peacefullness of the forest and singing birds the sound of a running brook etc. Thanks for the read.  AL AL Inmon |
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