Best Gallipoli Poems

Gallipoli
by Robert J (Bob) Moore

They came together across the sea, 
to this place they called Gallipoli
all walks of life, class and creed,
all they knew, there...

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In you the Dogs of War unleashed again
  an Expeditionary Force by sea,
and in the ground in years fourscore and ten
  lie bones...

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GALLIPOLI

From the Snowy River March, they came
So young and free and wild
Someone’s brother…father…nephew
Or a mothers only child

The call was made and the lads rallied round
As...

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Broken England
By Steven Cooke

My Brave ancestors of England,
Look away, for I offend thee.

For your England is no more.
Decay eats away at this fallen empire.
Your people...

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An island continent down under too grand to just ignore,
A land of coastal water where sandy beaches line the shore,
Ragged range and dusty plain colliding...

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The Australian Light Horse had rode all night
And the troopers were all spoiling for a fight
For they remembered mates lose on the fatal shore
When the...

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In 1914 at Albany the first ANZAC soldier's fleet gathered
And on the transports the soldiers were by orders tethered
She was the Light-house keeper's young daughter...

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The Broken Soldier

An old man
Over a hundred years old
Laying in a bed
His mind travels back to a time
He lived a life no one had to...

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Close 'round the crackling fire we three,
with sweet acacia in the air - 
tell stories of Gallipoli
and digger's bond of friendship there.

We laughed and shared...

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In our psychi
Gallipoli
Phar Lap
Don Bradman
our Ned
lead a Melbourne cup field
of heroes
running a lap of honour
at the MCG....

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She cries at home when alone
When she thinks of how he had grown
Running wild in the Australian sun
Bronzed and athletic he’d become

When Australia said ‘to...

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Turkish Delight Jumble

‘Glorious’ gallimaufry 
crumbles confusion in vain
entrenched in Gallipoli
still no sense derived from pain

27th March 2017...

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They were straight of limb as the bullets flew
Made up of true blues and fair dinkums too
When they landed on that bloody April day
They were...

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One of the scarce things on Gallipoli
Was writing paper for letters you see
And so the AIF was obliged to send home 
Letters written on anything...

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In early April the bus from Lecce
				unloads us at the fabled fish market.
				The place is shuttered down, not even
				the scent of chowders past lingering
				in the...

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