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Whisper from Ukraine
Her habit, during nights deprived of peace,
Of dark skies savaged by the usual crowd,
Was to tell the world in her loudest voice:
‘For God’s sake, listen; this madness must cease!’.
But no one did, although she shouted loud.
Close by, stunned citizens with no choice
Took comfort in the echoes of her scream,
While they browsed damage as though in a dream.
Today she was ...
Friday 16th January 2026 8:22 am
Winners
(Maternity Ward – Ukraine)
Caesarean by torchlight,
Windows spraying shards,
Husband killed in fighting,
She holds no more cards.
Shifted while in labour,
Infant on a drip,
Ordeal terrifying,
Fights to keep her grip.
The doctors and the nurses
Deliver in the dark,
But sometimes the destruction
And the death are just too stark.
In Moscow th...
Tuesday 23rd September 2025 9:43 am
“Sir. They Hit the Wrong Town”
“Sir. They Hit the Wrong Town”
Ruth was concerned. Spitfire recon photos were the problem. Not the quality but something else. The target, it was wrong. Its street plan was different. Buildings, or what were once buildings, were different. What was wrong? Ruth thought. Do what thy will be the whole of the law. Do it right or it’s a cock up! What have our boys done?
She called her superior offi...
Monday 19th February 2018 10:58 pm

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