Eamon Duffin Poet Free verse

Flanders Fields

Through Flanders fields old ghosts cry and weep 

Through the petals of blood red poppies 

Even the soaring birds mute their mournful cry

In deference to souls sacrificed in vain

The end of all wars was a prize worth dying for

Those that lie here never knew the truth

Blood that spewed from their shattered bodies

Never quenched the flames of awful war

Now they wave to a world that has forgotten them

From a bright red carpet in Sanctuary wood

Singing unheard songs of never reachable peace

In tongues varied but understandable to all

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Carolyn Devonshire January 5, 2011 at 10:05 AM "In Flanders Fields" was always one of my favorite poems, Eamon. How sad that so many lives are lost in the elusive quest for peace. I was really drawn to the title of this poem and you painted the images and recreated the feelings I saw and felt when reading the original. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn

Barbara Gorelick January 4, 2011 at 5:38 PM This being one of my favorite poems, I read your with excitement. Thank you.. I enjoyed it very much. BG

Sara Kendrick January 4, 2011 at 3:42 PM Good one in a reminder for us to remember those that have fought for freedom and those that are still serving our country..I will always remember the poem "In Flander's Field"..I am glad that I chose this one to read this eve..May your gift continuously flow from your pen onto the pages of soup..Sara

Poet Destroyer A January 4, 2011 at 12:25 PM a peacefull and blissful write, enjoyed this one,..p.d.

Michael J. Falotico January 4, 2011 at 11:47 AM Excellent piece on forgotten heros... enjoyed your work today....Michael