JOSTURM Posted 20 October , 2013 Share Posted 20 October , 2013 I get frustrated the more I learn about the first world war Those stories of good men in trenches chill me to the core ! The waste, the waste ! the medics cried as death took more and more Seldom rich starved and thin the best of Britain's poor The leeches or the frostbite a choice to make men sore The Whizz Bangs and the Bertha guns shake the ground and roar The officers dream of estates and hunting wild boar The giddy heights of pilots flying above the floor The executed deserter not above the law How could the men surviving the Somme pursue some future encore ! All knew the dead none missed out together in rapport Asked now to go to fight I'd show the man the door ! If Tommy won a fight at all he made us ask 'what for ?' I get frustrated the more I hear about the 'great, great war' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jack Sheldon Posted 21 October , 2013 Share Posted 21 October , 2013 A time capsule buried beneath a village memorial was recently opened up. One of the items therein was of interest in this context : Oh God our help in ages past Protect us from another wave Of trite anachronistic tripe Was it for this our lives we gave? Jack Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SiegeGunner Posted 21 October , 2013 Share Posted 21 October , 2013 Amen to that, and bravo, Jack! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanA Posted 21 October , 2013 Share Posted 21 October , 2013 Well done, Jack. 10/10 for content. 7/10 for fitting the words to the tune. Overall comment: promising, but could do better. Mr Leonard - keep learning. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JOSTURM Posted 22 October , 2013 Author Share Posted 22 October , 2013 clearly a mistake to post this poem, humble apologies to all Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CarylW Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Frankly Peter, anyone who posts ANYTHING they've written onto the forum deserves a medal for bravery, so I'll award you the beer and bar in the virtual drinking establishment called Skindles. (Non-alcoholic versions of this award are available) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JOSTURM Posted 22 October , 2013 Author Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Twas not me, rather a younger member of my family who is 'learning' about the subject from a long distance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CarylW Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Twas not me, rather a younger member of my family who is 'learning' about the subject from a long distance. A glass of home-made lemonade then. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
redbarchetta Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Peter, Their poem is approaching 100 views in less than two days, so they can be rightly proud of that - jibes from some quarters is something all poets must learn to accept, but cannot let it stop them writing more. James Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Admin kenf48 Posted 22 October , 2013 Admin Share Posted 22 October , 2013 jibes from some quarters is something all poets must learn to accept, but cannot let it stop them writing more. OK I admit to a chuckle at the response, but it was ever thus, apparently once in the Army Edward Thomas disguised his poems as prose so his fellow officers wouldn't think he was another poet! Ken Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SiegeGunner Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Twas not me, rather a younger member of my family who is 'learning' about the subject from a long distance. Strange, as when you posted the same poem in 2008, you appeared to say that it was your own work .... http://1914-1918.invisionzone.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=104747 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanA Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CarylW Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now I've heard about this new Botox thing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IanA Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 I've heard about this new Botox thing. Injecting poison - what could possibly go wrong? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hazelclark Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Injecting poison - what could possibly go wrong? I've heard about this new Botox thing. Then there is the dermabrasion thing which would make Ian's chin all nice and smooth. H Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hazelclark Posted 22 October , 2013 Share Posted 22 October , 2013 Strange, as when you posted the same poem in 2008, you appeared to say that it was your own work .... http://1914-1918.invisionzone.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=104747 Yes, as he says "much younger". I would NEVER have the courage to write ANYTHING that would expose myself to the grey wolves of the GWF! Coward Hazel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wig Posted 9 November , 2013 Share Posted 9 November , 2013 This is par of "In Flanders Fields" translated into Irish. Anyone know of the poem's translation into other languages? http://broadsidesdotme.wordpress.com/2012/11/10/in-flanders-fields/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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