Bring my heart with you to England 1914-18

By threeleafshamrock

Mon, 17 Aug 2009
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8 comments
 

Bring me a flower
from a hedgerow in Kent
and garnish my breast,
as they sound the lament.
Let each sigh escaping
be filled with its scent;
Then bring my heart with you to England

My bones are scattered
with those that were here;
as they stood beside me
midst carnage and fear.
So mumble your prayers
and leave us a tear;
Then bring my heart with you to England.

Certificate U
Poem
The Words of War
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Comments

Submitted by girlbear on
This is beautiful, I really like it. It took a second reading to fully appreciate what your are talking about, and it is so sad.

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks g, it was a sad time; appreciate the comments ;)

Submitted by SteveM on
When we see another war unfolding poetry like yours is needed to remind us of what really happens behind the headlines. Excellent, and you did it in so few words. Steve

SteveM

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
I really love reading your WW1 poetry Chris and you never disappoint ;) I love the repetition of the last line! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new julie yes this is so sad but brilliant way of remembrance I was family 8. so also remember quite a bit 2 dad and 2 rother's in Navy not the world war. look at young ones in afghanistan pray be peace most are in "Helmand" Iv'e noticed long while.all someone's loved ones. should stop¬ Peace to all.

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Steve; appreciate the few kind words, in which you also expressed a lot ;)

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Magic; I love writing about this time - as you know by now lol. Glad you enjoyed. ;)

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Julie, it would be great if all war could be stopped for ever; don't know if it will ever happen, until we blow up the planet - then nobody wins!