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Flexing his strongly tapered fingers Which had done a thousand operations Brandy glass in hand He spoke to colleagues gathered together For his retirement “Throughout my years of surgery I have maintained an athletes’ Care for mind and body Each … Continue reading →

Grimy dim street lights Let shadows hang hapless Over sprawling cold estate roads Rats scurry between potholes and drain covers. The estate where even bricks weep dirty rain Over graffiti time spewed in splendorous graphic filth Homes where real people … Continue reading →

Sweet nightingale sings In the pouring rain of spring Calling back sunshine Gently sighed soft breeze Parting clouds in harmony Warmth to dry wet leaves Tree leaves shift to Sun Boughs tingle and drip no more Bird you sing so … Continue reading →

Hypocrite poppy red in his lapel Now is now and then was then, Standing stiff for fallen men. Sombre tunes with marching bands Centred village town memorials Weeping widows for those who fell Eleven strikes the sombre bell He did … Continue reading →

Poison Putrid streams meander, lethargic where once bustling cities stood No more will joy and laughter sing from rotted blackened corpses The architect, just arrogant man, beyond sobs of regretful politicians In just hours from the point where “no turning … Continue reading →

Three times and more that hour She let each written sheet Drop to the table… Each to pick back – here, then there, Words sulphurous in a fine hand Accounting her son -a lost hero. The Officer had dipped pen … Continue reading →

Were ever men so brave When locked in conflict so And some foursquare So gave their lives Unto the waiting foe. And while on while The dead men moved To stumble, disarrayed Across raging raining land In chaos so approved… … Continue reading →

Flanders fields frantic insanity Boys directed in interlinked sewers. Motionless corpses stinking Those drawing breath doubt any future. Zombied  children from towns and villages In a hell where serendipity refuses to exist Fear the nearing thump, thud of mortar shells … Continue reading →

Hard faced men who, Had done rather well out of the war Stood quietly contemplating the war torn soldiers As they marched in ragged formation Towards the Cenotaph   Grim faces mounted on deeply black overcoats Wearing under-stated poppies Backs … Continue reading →