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poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
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5499 Heart of Soul 29 June 2006 Beauty in her eyes heart of a clear soul Was she innocence another in ways of lust To touch her hand to feel her skin Soft against hardness this tranquil of pure flesh Could it be too late was time an absent friend To love, to know love what of love does know A secret, an empty feeling her eyes the prison to escape ‘No man’s land’, the safety between to be her man, of each night she does dream Most commonly associated with the First World War (1914-1918) the phrase “no man’s land” dates back until at least the 14th century. Its meaning was clear to all sides: no man’s land represented the area of ground between opposing armies - in the case of World War One, between the trenches of both sides at war with one another. The allied armies of the UK (Great Britian), Australia, New Zealand, Canada and the USA in support of France and the armies of Germany (Prussia). No Man's Land was not however barren of activity. During nightfall each side would despatch parties to spy on the enemy, or to repair or extend barbed wire posts. Reconnaissance missions were similarly common. Injured men trapped in No Man's Land would often be brought back in to their respective trenches under cover of darkness, as were corpses for burial. Artillery shelling of No Man's Land was common, quickly reducing it to a barren wasteland comprised of destroyed vegetation, mud-soaked craters - and rotting corpses. © 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet) a poet who cares |
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