Infinity
As far as these
Damned eyes
Of mine can see
White crosses
Everywhere and
To attention stand
Row upon even row
Condensed in fields
And in meadows deep
From here
To no mans land
Hero’s numbered
Each and every one
Remembered
Soil tho scarleted and still
Where ghosts of those
Who fell still tread
A bugle calls them
And they are led
Red upon red upon red
Tho silent now they lay
Where silhouettes of widows
Weep and where poppies peek
As shy as your first lover
Here where
There once were hedgerows
Infinity stands still
- Author: Neville ( Offline)
- Published: September 6th, 2019 00:01
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments9
Perfectly poemed these sacred places of fallen heroes - - time stands to attention where blood has been spilled and you capture that silence in this haunt of a read. One of your best again Nev.
Thank you again dear Fay.. I very much welcome your opinion and always.... Neville x
Wow. A fine write Neville.
Even reading this, everything was still for me. Almost as if your words commanded respect and attention. Beautiful worded yet haunting as Fay mentioned above.
CLARA X
thank you so much CLARA.. much appreciated..
A fine write N.
Cheers Orchidee..
Pity my singing could go on for infinity, but can't be helped! I'm a bit short of purple pills. Got any spare?!
"And we will remember them."
Of course we shall... we owe far too much not to..
Outstanding tribute to the fallen and the futility of warfare.
I have never been to such a place as you describe but even photos of them resound with a spiritual reverence which also pours from your words today.
Finely crafted piece which im honoured to place amongst my favourites.
Too kind but certainly appreciated DA
This is one of your best
thank you sylviasearcher
Excellently penned poem---I too believe this is one of your best poems! wonderful tribute to the fallen.
thank you too Christina.. many thanks indeed..
“When you go Home, tell them of us and say,
For your Tomorrow, we gave our Today”
John Maxwell Edmunds
1916
Perfect Neville just perfect you bloody poet
amazing words and much respect for JME... thank you so much my friend.... N
Beautifully respectful write. Extremely well written, Neville.
Why thank you ever so much my dear Alta.. that is super kind and so encouraging... Neville
Loved reading your words.
I am smiling big here.. thanks again Alta...
Glad you're smiling...
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