Best Gallipoli Poems
GallipoliGallipoli
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 was a need
From far and near, they heard the call,
did not know, so many would fall
they knew a job needed...
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Categories:
gallipoli, adventure, war, world war
Form:
Rhyme
GallipoliGALLIPOLI
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 they vowed to fight for love of country
On the shores of this foreign land
And as they left the comfort of...
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Categories:
gallipoli, conflict, courage, death, dedication,
Form:
Rhyme
GallipoliIn you the Dogs of War unleashed again
an Expeditionary Force by sea,
and in the ground in years fourscore and ten
lie bones of Empire and Admiralty.
How in muddy trench riflemen joining
charged the lines on Ottoman ancient land,
and loud shellfire through...
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Categories:
gallipoli, war,
Form:
Sonnet
Gallipoli,A Poem Of WW1
ANZAC Day
25th April 2018
Let’s have at Johnny Turk
Winston Churchill said,
We’ll secure the Dardanelles,
Keep our Russian trade fed.
His words so casually uttered
May have had to be eaten
Johnny Turk was well Generalled
And not so easily beaten.
The naval campaign to start
Was,...
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Categories:
gallipoli, memorial day, military, remembrance
Form:
Rhyme
Sands of Gallipoli-S BloodSANDS OF GALLIPOLI’S BLOOD
On the sands where diggers bled
As they came ashore,
To fight the good fight,
Puppets of a master’s whim
Of loyalty to a crown of way beyond,
No hesitation to join and follow fellow brothers here,
From the land of hard toil of country life,
From the landscapes...
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Categories:
gallipoli, april, inspiration, irony, war,
Form:
Free verse
Off Season In GallipoliOff Season in Gallipoli
April’s bus from Lecce unloads
at the fabled fish market. It’s closed.
The only hint of June’s full fare
is one slight stall. No one lunching there.
The streets are open; we stroll at will
by a weathered or a white-washed wall.
Look at the moored boats. The...
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Categories:
gallipoli, beach, image, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
GallipoliDo you think the rains will break
He said to his wife at the morning wake
It’s the 25 th of the month you know
And time to plant the crop to let it grow
Outside there were dark clouds gathering
With a spot or two on his...
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Categories:
gallipoli, remember, war,
Form:
Dramatic Verse