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Flanders Red

...This was once a sea of mud Where thousands bled! Before it reverted to! A field of Flanders Poppy Red. Do lines of ghostly squaddies! Plough through ethereal mire! In an endless quest to! ......

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Categories: battle of the somme, anger, history, in memoriam,
Form: Rhyme

On the Centenary of the Battle of the Somme - the Flowers of the Forest

...Waving poppies, ruffled by the summer breeze, look up At the deep sky and warm sun, pillows of clouds gentle Contrast to the green below and the scattered red faces With soul black eyes. Childr......

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Categories: battle of the somme, death, memorial day, memory,
Form: Verse

The Gardener

...Wet skies Grey dawn Blankets the coast. Black rocks Sea foam Triggers the most Atlantic applause, An encore to those Just hearty enough To make a life on The Rock. And to answer the cal......

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Categories: battle of the somme, death, garden, memorial day,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

River Orwell and a Poppy Field

...>River Orwell and a Poppy field By Stanley Russell Harris (The mad Author) I went out with the wife today. We walked by the River Orwell I say. Tide was out, but breeze was swell. Ensured the......

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Categories: battle of the somme, conflict, death, dedication, freedom,
Form: I do not know?

Power of Your Kiss

...THE KISS While words are lost in the silence of our emotions, One it seems also oblivious of worldly dilemmas, The power of your affections in this your wondrous kiss. BATTLE OF THE SOMME ......

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Categories: battle of the somme, love,
Form: Sijo

Ain'T It Grand

...June 01/1916 So it’s off to war! By they were glad Singing and whistling a tune every lad With a swing of their arms and a smile on their lips And a shine in their eyes For the gals in white sli......

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Categories: battle of the somme, warme, night, time, me,
Form: Verse

The Following of the Pipes

...On this cold winter night A horror unfurls As they leave their trenches Under the Bagpipes skirl It's Christmas Eve In World War One Over the top they leave The killing has begun Knee dee......

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Categories: battle of the somme, angst, anniversary, death, history,
Form: Rhyme