A report came from a nearby flank that the enemy’s guns were on the move, ‘time to strike’ said our CO, ‘over the top tomorrow we shall go.’ A cold night in mid-November and still we managed warmth, our greatcoats spread out and buttoned together with others to make a vast blanket. Songs were keptContinue reading “the ones who were left”
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The Peninsula Retreat
He walked with despair He screamed at the world But no one seemed to care In built in his mind Puffs of smoke like time Billowing through life He sat once or twice Catching his breath on the long march He told himself “As long as you can breathe You’ve got a chance” Godless mountainsContinue reading “The Peninsula Retreat”
Parisian Poetry 