This poppy was recently made for me as an impromptu gift, by a young lady who had been researching her family tree, and had found that a male relative had served in the RAF in WW2. I will always treasure it.
I wrote the following probably ten years ago.
On Armistice Day, (which, by now, all should know,
Marks the end of World War Number One),
I remembered Them, as I sat...
Tuesday 8th November 2022 4:45 pm
the empty bus that used to bring you home
the empty armchair
the empty bed.
the empty tears
the empty perfume bottle
that they could fill
the empty dreams
the empty vows
the empty promises
to empty children
with their empty lies
of empty threats
just empty rooms
empty orders to...
Monday 11th November 2013 6:57 pm