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Regiment Of Ghosts (Part 2)

Contributed by Harlequin on Sunday, 9th October 2005 @ 10:43:37 AM in AEST
Topic: war

As I walk through the millions of poppy flowers
seeds were scattered on sacred ground in the silent hours
it seems each scented poppy was for each man that fell
I can feel their fears… fears that they can not now tell.
…………...……………............
I can hear the artillery shells fall a thousand yards away
I can see the midnight sky light up like a firework display
I can feel the heat on my face as I stare over the trench
I can smell the acrid smoke and the burning stench.

I sink down in the trench I can not believe the scene
maybe in a moment if I blink it will be just a dream
tears form in my eyes from the smoke and mist
I tremble with fear without a hope, without a wish.

My heart races fast but does not skip a beat
my whole body is shaking from my head to my feet
my mind is spinning from the noise of the blasts
and I can hear myself crying, crying for my past.

‘Oh I want to be back in the green pastures of England
without the ‘King’s Shilling’ in my hand.
I want to be walking in the dales of my home Shire
with a burning heart for the love I so desire’.

‘Hush’ the sergeant whispered ‘Hush my bonnie lad
for you look like the son I never had’
he put his arm around my shoulder to bring me near
he did not seem to tremble, as he drew from me my fear.

I look him in the eye and not a tear could I see
no emotion, but a passion to fight, and to be free
with a nod of his head, his lips began to smile
‘Come on bonnie lad, together we will go this one last mile’.

I look around at my comrades as we prepare to advance
their bodies are still, their minds captured in a trance
suddenly the general’s cry goes out, a whistle sounds
then mass confusion and the sergeant can not be found.

Over the trench I go and into the depths of the unknown
running forward among men that have fallen, some still groan
deafening explosions all around, then shrapnel pierced my heart
I sink to my knees wondering ‘how did all this madness start’.
………………………………...................
I hear my father saying ‘god speed my son time for you to sleep’
I feel my mothers love, and like the shrapnel, her love is so deep.

Copyright Â© Harlequin ... [ 2005-10-09 10:43:37]
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Re: Regiment Of Ghosts (Part 2) (User Rating: 1 )
by europeanprincess on Saturday, 12th August 2006 @ 10:17:19 PM AEST
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Very touching poem. It is a great write. Thank you for sharing.

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