Somme Poems - Poems about Somme

War Wounds

Join up and enlist Kitchener said, the Army will be such fun
For King and country, make your mother proud son.
However life at the minute, it ain't that good
I've stood on a mine, losing lots of blood.

I've pins and needles now, feeling rather faint
I need urgent help or my prospects ain't exactly great.
help arriving now, trying

Categories: somme, betrayal, conflict, courage, england,
Form: Rhyme

Somme 1916

Look at Tommy go
Watch him fall in neat khaki rows
Bravely led
Tommy bravely bled
20,000 went over the top
20,000 lay dead

Categories: somme, war, world war i,
Form: Verse

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. Children’s voices ring like distant bells, 
The sounds of happiness and the pleasures of life, undisturbed 
By thoughts of harm.

But the

Categories: somme, death, memorial day, memory,
Form: Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Somme

In the Somme there was ever only one, 
After we walked slowly in vain solidarity, 
So to engage with the enemy in a song, 
‘Cos for us they had a shocking enmity, 

From that point on there was just one, 
For we each had to act in determination, 
As if we were each the only

Categories: somme, anniversary, courage, freedom, hero,
Form: Quatrain

The Somme

The Somme, that's where true heroes fell.
   No future now war is the thief.
   Their sacrifice they gave in hell,

   As wounded comrades stories tell.
   Of those brave Pals, their war so brief.
   The Somme that's where true heroes fell.

   A beating drum,

Categories: somme, war,
Form: Villanelle

Sheet Lightning Over the Somme

The thunderous skies now capitulate to man, witnessing their tirade of wrath
Who would have thought nature now bowed, whilst viewing man's path 
What man could imagine, beating a power like she
When I look back at the template I wrote
This wasn't meant to be



Inspired by reading a posting on Facebook by 'Janette Fisher'

Categories: somme, death, deep, loss, nature,
Form: Rhyme

Forgotten Heroes of the Somme

Over the top lads, for old Blighty! Hold the colours high!
Say a little prayer for me, for this summer day we die.
My brothers from the ripened field and blackened mill, shop floor, 
Your brother in a killing field to fight a rich man’s war.

In bloodied mud and shattered wood, fight legions of the brave,
Unwitting youth,

Categories: somme, brother, death, history, life,
Form: Rhyme