Youth's blood.

Fay Slimm.

Youth's Blood.


Cut locks
fall floorward.
Cropped hair
soft lies.
Docked curls
chopped off.
So ends
young boys' lives.

Bent minds
plan glory.
War needs
cropped men.
Culled hearts
fight more.
Then youth's
blood spills again

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 3rd, 2017 05:04
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  • Frank Prem

    Nice metaphor Fay. Cropped men, indeed.

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks FAY ~ I love thin poems ~ lovely to recite ! The History of WW1 tells me that being BALD (or having a NUMBER ONE) was the preferred hairstyle in the trenches. There were of course (as far as I know) no females on either side. Thanks for caring ~ Yours B.

  • Michael Edwards

    Thanks for posting this - great read and it reminds me I need a haircut.

  • willyweed

    high and tight for the fight. sad tale indeed

  • P.H.Rose

    Very very good fay...

  • Garry

    Elegant and stylish.

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good write with a strong message.

  • orchidee

    A fine write. War is such a waste of time really too.

  • Philip

    Excellent Fay. I really like the first two lines of the second verse. Phil.G

  • Neville


    I kinda stumbled on these words... and between you and me... I'm glad I did.... a fine and fitting tribute to those fine young men who made the ultimate sacrifice and who shall never be forgot...... Neville

    • Fay Slimm.

      Yes - I remember I wanted short, terse, lines about boys being shorn so quickly after joining the ranks of fodder for war............... glad you stayed with the lament of what became a cruel spillage of youth's blood - - - -- may we never forget as you rightly say Nev and thanks for visiting a piece I felt needed airing................ x

      • Neville

        when I received the Queens shilling in 19...... no sooner had I got off the bus and through the gates of RAF Swinderby in LIncolnshire, I was scalped before I even had time to blink......

        • Fay Slimm.

          Yes - - bet you didnt know what hit you eh ? - - the first world war considered hair a hindrance so I believe every lad went under the hatchet just as quickly - - - - - - - but hey I am not suggesting you be that old mon ami............. x

          • Neville

            Ha ha.... I shall post a pic of me with long hair and one of me when I was in the RAF both within the near future and for a time limited period only....

            • Fay Slimm.

              Ah - - you hairy then shorn - - - me lookin' forward to that ..................



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