Short Mccrae Poems

Soldier/poet John McCrae
his words remembered to this day
On days of Remembrance
his verse both scan&dance...

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[with apologies to Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae]

We are the winkers! Short days ago,
We played all night, until dawn's glow,
Squopped and were squopped: for here we go
In the Fields of Winks, to hop them low....

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In Memorial to All: And John McCrae

Every man has to die
In time
It always will be

To begin, to end
Is the way
It must be

Torn, beaten, we live
In time
Is for us to be

So many different worlds
But we are one
Meant to be...

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' In Flanders fields the poppies blow,
between the crosses, row on row'.
So wrote the poet John McCrae,
recording the reality of his day.
Now after ninety four years have gone,
our use of the poppy has moved on.
instead of remembrance of the brave,
it sends millions to an early grave,
and today our young troops fight and die,
with many asking the question, why?
To protect the flowers in Helmand's fields,
this plant,today, such power wields!...

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