No Black Out 1940

in the village street
alone our brand new gas lamp
this our Las Vegas,
while we all celebrated
enemy bombs raining down.

© Harry J Horsman 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Maverick Avatar
April 4, 2015 at 3:01 PM
We are touching history through your memories Harry, well told.'
Lamoureux Avatar
August 4, 2014 at 7:13 PM
A difficult time in history but I imagine moments took on extrordinary meaning in the shadow of possible death. They would have truly known the meaning of living in the moment.
Carrillo Avatar
July 5, 2014 at 11:39 AM
I was not born then, but It had to be a sad time in history. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla
Sirak Avatar
June 15, 2014 at 7:32 AM
This is a stunning tanka, illuminating a sad chapter in history.
Thirtyseven Avatar
June 12, 2014 at 7:44 AM
My father remembers asking his mother what street lights were the first time he saw them lit in England. He was probably about 5. Now we cuss the light pollution!!! If only we truly knew. Great tanka, yet again you have us all thinking.
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June 9, 2014 at 7:17 PM
Dear Harry, I expect your father told you of the time the gas lamps had to be used. I can hardly imagine what it is like to be seeing "enemy bombs raining down." An extraordinary tanka! Love, Carolyn
Callus Avatar
June 9, 2014 at 11:35 AM
Great tanka from way back in time! Like Lucilla I was not yet born, but history is there to teach all....lest we forget! // paul
Carrillo Avatar
June 8, 2014 at 5:38 PM
Hi Harry; this is good. I was not born then, but thanks for sharing... Lucilla
Mehta Avatar
June 7, 2014 at 6:29 AM
Touching picture of 1940, harry
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
June 7, 2014 at 3:17 AM
excellent, we have computers in our now you know lol, love it it is so graphic xx
Dietrich Avatar
June 6, 2014 at 10:21 PM
Just think of all the time passed since then, harry. you have seen so much. WE have seen so much!!!
Vaso Avatar
June 6, 2014 at 5:14 PM
Brilliant, pardon the pun! Loved this one!
Fraser Avatar
June 6, 2014 at 2:12 PM
And boy didn't they rain. Incredible guile and togetherness in those days. Nice one Harry, and very fitting for today's celebrations. Have a lovely weekend <*> James.
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