Song of the Sunflower
Was it the yellow of your bright petals
or the way you danced in the breeze
that I brought you home from fields?
Was it the strength of your upright stalks
or the camaraderie, your solidarity?
There in the sun you sang hope,
songs that filled a mourning heart;
there in the wind you whispered
plaintive farewells on conflicted air-
fill this grieving with consolation....
Sunday 19th December 2010 1:32 pm
Tags: bravery,folly,thanksgiving,regret,memory,battlefield,field,sunflower,poppy,veteran,war,memorial,valor,ANZAC,digger,USAFFE
Srebrenica - Сребреница
This time the Serb units in the area were in the wrong. Courts rules the Serb state as it was and is was not responsible. Last time it was the Utasha, Skand...
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Sunday 11th July 2010 6:50 pm
Tags: Mladic,Ratko,War,Bosnia,massacre,Srebrenica,Belgrade,Star,Red,Delije,Tigers,Serbian,Serbia,bosnian,civil,war,Utasha,Serbs,Bosniaks,Turkey,Ottoman,Kosovar
Just Because They Once Were Victims
This is a protest poem, in protest at the violation of human rights in attacking ships laden with aid and medical supplies bound for Gaza.
Israel has the right to exist... fact.
So does Palestine... fact.
Israel cannot starve out the Palestinians....
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Sunday 6th June 2010 3:59 am
Tags: Gaza,Israel,Palestine,war,Gaza Strip,convoy,aid
Eating in Private
by Greg Freeman
in their fantasies. Conjuring carvings
of roast beef became a nightly reflex.
Rice cakes dished up by Scots Guards suggested
imaginings of meat. So they told tales:
Lancashire hotpot, black pudding. Starving
men lusting for shepherd’s pie, digested
air-raid (all-clear) stew, in their jungle jail
Cafes and corner houses, bangers, ma...
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Wednesday 17th March 2010 12:02 pm
Tags: captivity,war,prisoners of war
The Reluctant Volunteer
by Greg Freeman
for punch-ups. When the call came
he signed for the pay corps.
But the look on his face
sometimes got him into bother.
He couldn't quite stomach the drilling,
or hide what he thought
of the shouts, the how's your father,
the moustache and tiny eyes,
the whole bloody rigmarole of the sergeant major.
One night in Aldershot, he'd had enoug...
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Tuesday 23rd February 2010 8:37 pm
Tags: war,army,soldiers
Poem 'Airborne' (Sang by Antony Owen & Jacob Roberts)
by Antony Owen
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Monday 8th February 2010 11:14 am
Tags: sacrifice,war
souldier
hating that you’re leaving.
You’ve GOT to go.
First your inhaled breath teases your lungs, not to be regained
till an ever so minute enlightened spark enflames
your tingling nerves endings.
The ach is unbearable as jealous hands squeeze tight your heart
They the same killers and spillers of poison from cupids dart.
The poison effective, your mou...
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Sunday 7th February 2010 10:10 pm
Tags: war,love,loss,sadness,leaving,soldier
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