Anzac Poems - Poems about Anzac

I think of those who left their home.' To fight on battlefields Unknown.' In mud and blight against Gallipolis heights At Beer Sheba and on Tobruks deadly plains.' Where they Lay low; and let those tanks, roll over them front and flanks' Then arose to put to shame.their foe' These Men Of the the flats..Of wheatfields and cane.' From harbours And...

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..they were sent by those who sat upon pedestals so high whose life was sheltered and dry and saw the new days bright shining light and they were the ones... who kept their hands fresh and clean by sending others to do their evil bidding in a another's land, a land far from home no...they were not the ones who saw...

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from the cities, from the towns. from the farms, and from all around. they swarmed in their droves to sign their names away to a story that was golden. to a story that was sold. so it was said to them; "you`ll be home in time to sit around the Christmas tree." "don't be touched by the coward's hand." "stand up and be a...

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a boys own adventure has now begun on a beach blazed under a Turkish sun we`re here to take land from the evil Hun and are told we are doing this for everyone orders were given from the mother home without question we followed this master plan to the bitter end we do not stray or roam for we have virtue, honor,...

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ANZAC Few among them knew the name Gallipolli no crystal ball foretold the hell it spawned but in the misty dawn of 25-04-15 the legend of the ANZACs would be born. standing tall in khaki pride he held his wife and newborn son don’t worry love be back real soon we’re gonna make them jerries run the women waved tear...

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I was thinking of the last Dawn Service I took my mother to at the War Memorial on North Terrace, Adelaide…. Lest we Forget ANZAC in Australia A sparkling morning on dewy ground A crowd of people gathering round The dawn brings light to Damocles held on high A military band playing drifting towards the sky Relics of past battles displayed A...

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ANZAC Day 25/4/ 2024 This is a true story dedicated to the missing and the families of the missing of soldiers from the wars Australia has been involved in. A Mother’s Love Perhaps it was the machine-gun’s infernal chatter As it mowed down his mates like they didn’t matter Or was it the sight of his mates blown to pieces As...

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“Anzac Day, it happened this way”. I remember her now, every Anzac Day, a sacred day I cannot. celebrate. She was his wife, only seventeen. He was just 19, their lives had just begun, She jumped into his grave, She kept screaming out his name, She hugged his coffin and wouldn’t let go, They pulled...

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For my Grandfather, Australian 9th Light Horse. He died when I was just emerging from the unremembered, he left with the sound of muffled sobs coming from his room. My Grandfather lived in yellowed photographs and the torn patches of fabric souvenired from a downed Turkish biplane. His sword was too heavy for a child to lift. On each Anzac Day I would open a battered biscuit tin to count his medals and the...

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Across starboard bow the cliffs drew nearer, into harm’s way mighty battalions drove - men and mule upon cold waves of terror stormed the beachhead landings on Anzac Cove. Great southern blue, red and white standard stars in battle hymn out of Commonwealth port, where the flame of liberty fiercely chars in every free...

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We hear the stories quite clears Of ANZACs and their families quite dear As we will remember each one And the deeds that cannot be undone They march on into history now Thousands marching in lines unbowed For country and for fallen mates As each no doubt contemplating their fate What memories are left of them to find There’s Longstaff’s Menin Gate at...

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Oh Garthy Its Anzac Day Again That day Which should be for Old men And best forgotten memories Yet here we are Thinking of you And those members Of that battalion Oh Garthy Its Anzac Day again Another sad day For those That loved you Miss you A Facebook page Doesn’t replace you Or those members Of that battalion Oh Garthy Its Anzac Day again How mothers weep And friends Have troubled sleep A commission Won’t help those Find peace in...

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It began as a day like any other, In the oceans deepest depths, Until a Kiwi and an Ausi, Decided to have a picnic at the bottom of the Ocean, In the deepest part of the Mariana Trench. They arrived with both flags flying, Inside the only submersible of its kind, Nick named The Limiting Factor. A toast to Sir Edmond...

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What did the Turks do at ANZAC When the Diggers left not looking back Did they wander through the trenches and dugouts Wondering in the end what was it all about Did they taste the treats left behind for them And thanked their God that it did end Was there whispering on the wind so clear By the Fallen Diggers...

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The Spirit soars above the earth As silence now pervades its girth Each battlefield has spat its hate Broken earth and lives given up to hate And the Spirit now collects their souls Each gently taken as bugles roll For those we loved have gone on now As time and life passes as God allows But the Spirit remains to guide...

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