Dedicated to war victims from the first world war onwards.
Image at SteveSlimm.com
War Cry.
Fortune or choice deemed as soldiers brave lads,
who from some mother's knee went fast into war.
Devotion to orders meant duly imposing
battle rules no boy had heard of before.
Bright self esteem was taught first as a need,
Still wet behind ears they donned uniform pride,
Honour reigned high but became much misused
as one youth on another keeled over, and died.
How many sweethearts and mothers regretted
waving large banners that sent them away
Into inferno, - - - - - - - - and end of an era
that never would use or return them again.
Carl Harris
This wonderful poem superbly captured that feeling of naivete and uncomprehending pride and passion which led to the multitude of deaths the Great War is most known for. It was folly of the first order, as so many young men from all nations involved quickly found out the hard and final way. Your fine poem is beautifully written and very expressive, Fay. Carl.
This wonderful poem superbly captured that feeling of naivete and uncomprehending pride and passion which led to the multitude of deaths the Great War is most known for. It was folly of the first order, as so many young men from all nations involved quickly found out the hard and final way. Your fine poem is beautifully written and very expressive, Fay. Carl.
Bob Blackwell
A great poem, and an even harder question to answer. There is no such thing as a lovely war, people die on both sides, for what we often ask? Mans greatest failing.
A great poem, and an even harder question to answer. There is no such thing as a lovely war, people die on both sides, for what we often ask? Mans greatest failing.
Susan Jarvis
Topical and heartrending.
Topical and heartrending.
poeticpiers
No mother willingly sends her son off to die. But sons fall for that old lie Dulce et decorum
No mother willingly sends her son off to die. But sons fall for that old lie Dulce et decorum
Fortune or choice, indeed... It is the irony of all that wasted young blood that stands out so strongly in this fine poem. And the picture 'The Heart of the Land' that inspired it is quite superb. Powerful, passionate poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥