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Wolf Posts: 3423 Joined: 9th Jul 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 23:02 on 5th November 2008 Picture by Andrew Whittaker Edited by: Wolf at:5th November 2008 23:04 | ||
Posts: Joined: 1st Jan 1970 | On 5th November 2008 22:44, Sue H wrote:
I'm glad I'm not the only one, Sue. I find the Remembrance service at the Cenotaph so moving now, unlike years ago. That's life for you.
Beautiful poems Wolf...old softie and quite right too. | ||
Wolf Posts: 3423 Joined: 9th Jul 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 03:33 on 6th November 2008 Please let me say here ( to appease our resident poet Harry, and to ward off any other argument or ill feeling) that some of the poems I have submitted, I have not known who the author was so was unable to give recognition. To the poets I did not know, I say thankyou I enjoyed your work as I am sure many others did who also did not know who you were. | ||
Posts: Joined: 1st Jan 1970 | I did enjoy them also Wolf, fantastic poems, a pleasure to read. I do take Harries point regarding copy right, I have worried myself the odd time I have posted a poem in case I am breaking copy rights but I think if I was talented enough to be the author of any of these fantastic poems I would be so proud that people had enjoyed them so much that they posted them elsewhere for others to enjoy too and I just hope the authors feel the same. Many of the poems that I’m drawn to the author remains anonymous and I do also receive poems in e mails where no author is named. It’s funny really because I would never dream of buying a poetry book yet I do enjoy reading poetry on different sites and of course now here on POE. That picture by Andrew Whittaker is just breath taking, I don’t think there is a more beautiful site than a field full of poppies. | ||
L Posts: 5656 Joined: 10th Jun 2004 Location: UK | quotePosted at 16:07 on 6th November 2008 World War I veteran dies aged 108
One of the five remaining veterans of World War I has died at the age of 108, it has been announced. Sydney Maurice Lucas was born in Leicester on 21 September 1900. He was among the last batch of conscripts to be called up in 1918. The Armistice meant he escaped the horror of the trenches but went on to serve in World War II. He died on 4 November in his home town near Melbourne in Australia where he moved in 1928. He was just 17 when he was drafted into the Sherwood Foresters in August 1918. Better life He was trained in Derby and then Catterick in Yorkshire but when the war ended he was sent home before he had to leave for France. In 1928 he, like many other Britons, emigrated to Australia in search of a better life. In June 1940 he volunteered for the Australian army and was posted to a machine gun company. He sailed to Palestine where Australian forces were being prepared to travel to Greece which had been invaded by German and Italian troops. Anzac service But, he was again destined not to see active service after an attack of appendicitis prevented him travelling with his battalion which left without him in April 1941. He returned to Australia on board the liner Queen Mary, as part of an operation guarding Italian and German prisoners of war and was discharged from the army in November 1941, on the grounds of ill health. For many years he led the local Anzac Day parade in his home town on the Mornington Peninsula near Melbourne. He attributed his long life to a moderate consumption of alcohol.
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Sue H Posts: 8172 Joined: 29th Jun 2007 Location: USA | quotePosted at 16:10 on 6th November 2008 Ha! I just now read this on the BBC web page. | ||
Wolf Posts: 3423 Joined: 9th Jul 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 03:43 on 8th November 2008 The Garden called Gethsemane In Picardy it was, And there the people came to see The English soldiers pass. We used to pass - we used to pass Or halt, as it might be, And ship our masks in case of gas Beyond Gethsemane The Garden called Gethsemane It held a pretty lass, But all the time she talked to me I prayed my cup might pass. The officer sat on the chair The men lay on the grass, And all the time we halted there I prayed my cup might pass. It didn't pass - it didn't pass - It didn't pass for me. I drank it when we met the gas Beyond Gethsemane! | ||
Wolf Posts: 3423 Joined: 9th Jul 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 03:43 on 8th November 2008 Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. | ||
Wolf Posts: 3423 Joined: 9th Jul 2008 Location: Australia | quotePosted at 03:46 on 8th November 2008 HERE DEAD WE LIE Here dead we lie Because we did not choose To live and shame the land From which we sprung. Life, to be sure, Is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, And we were young. AE Housman | ||
Shirley K. Lawson Posts: 2310 Joined: 17th Jul 2008 Location: USA | quotePosted at 05:01 on 8th November 2008 One time before my dad had passed on, I made comment to him, you know dad, they have "mums" for the "mummies"..what do they have for the daddies..and he looked me straight in the eye and said.."Poppies"..."Shirley poppies" and we both started laughing. He would always come up with something "wise" like that to say. Poppies are California's state flower if I remember correctly. |