that we must incorporate in a writing piece.
The words this week are:
buckle, gain, miss, instant, navigate, grace
visions, humming, drill, dignity, years, stride
Tomorrow, November 11th, is Armistice Day.
No Man’s Land
The poppies wave in the breeze,
Deep red. Blood red.
But with black hearts.
Visions of grace and dignity over the years,
They are symbols of missed opportunities,
Symbols of the bloody waste
That is human warfare.
Every year we look at them,
These beautiful poppies,
And our mind navigates the ugly
And painful story that they embody,
To a prettier place.
We see visions of young men
Proudly striding in their uniforms,
Cleanly pressed, buckles gleaming,
Marching, in a well polished drill,
Passing through our streets.
Crowds cheer, wave flags,
Humming patriotic songs
As the procession passes from view,
Happy that for a brief instant
They shared the glory,
The clean, crisp sanitized glory.
No battlefield for them,
No cold, wide-eyed panic,
No stench of death and decay.
No holding a dying compatriot.
They do not share these things,
They stay on the warm side of no man’s land.
Where the sweet poppies grow.
But like a low thunder on the horizon,
The threat of war is still there, always there.
One has to ask, for all who have died,
What did we gain?
© J Cosmo Newbery 2013