Gallipoli

  NaPoWriMo day twenty eight. After yesterday’s frivolity poem number twenty eight is much more sober and was inspired by Anzac day, the centenary of which took place on 25th April. Gallipoli Sunlight dances on bleached beaches. We remember a time when men were killed in their pursuit. Penned in small coves they fell over fallenContinue reading “Gallipoli”

Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field

Here’s a poem that was inspired by a book of poems by the World War One poets.  Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field Blood red poppies grow in this field. Delicate arched stems strain to control bright lamps bobbing as if on elastic. Day closes and hanging their heads they fold themselves in likeContinue reading “Blood Red Poppies Grow in This Field”