Bring my heart with you to England 1914-18
By threeleafshamrock
Mon, 17 Aug 2009
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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.
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This is beautiful, I really
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.
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When we see another war
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
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I really love reading your
Permalink 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
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new julie yes this is so sad
Permalink 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.
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