Today we remember all the soliders since WW1 who gave their lives to serve our country.
I’m a big fan of poetry, especially war poetry.
Wilfred Owen wrote one of my favourites,
Dulce Et Decorum Est
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime…
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
(source)
I find the imagery this evokes utterly incredible.
Lest we forget…
Thank you for the poem, it’s really moving!
Indeed, Lest We Forget xox
Kandi x
My favourite poem! Nothing can get me more teary-eyed.
Such a lovely post, really moving. x
Keep calm and carry on 🙂
great:))
kiss dear
My favourite poem, Yeats wrote beautifully:
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
Beautiful :)))
Wonderful poem.
Great poem, I remember studying the war poets at school (a looooong time ago!). xx
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Lovely tribute, darling!
xoxox,
CC
I remember this poem! 🙂
amen, sister. x
Lovely post, Honey!
thanks for sharing x
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Thank you for this. x
What a poignant poem.
What a unique and beautiful post* Thanks so much for sharing this moment**
Such beautiful words.
Have you read the Regeneration trilogy by Pat Barker? Really fascinating stuff about Wilfred Owen, Siegfried Sassoon and the treatment of shellshock during WW1. I went to see a play based on it a few years ago and it was wonderfu..
What a beautiful picture! Great post <3
KF x
That is one beautiful poem x
a great poetic choice my dear.
lest we forget
xx
Nice post. I think it’s good to see people make a point of remember how important today is – people seem to have such busy lives they let days like today pass them by without a second thought. Lovely poem, really moving
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thank you for sharing this poem. i really love reading poems.
i have several favorite lines, which are:
“Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.”
“In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.”
“His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,”
which poet wrote this one? and in what book, if i may know?
this poem is really touching, and i can feel the force of desperation, pain, and death. just amazing.
i really look forward to hearing from you soon! xx
beautiful words
What a beautiful and heartfelt poem. 🙂
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Beautiful, beautiful!!! I had no idea that Veterans day was beyond the USA, I figured all countries had a day like that but I didn’t know they were the same day. I bow my hat to them gladly. Thanks for the poem!
such a different post from your usual blogging and I really like it. The poem is really moving
*Nathalie
Wow what an amazing poem! Hope you have a lovely wknd xxx
I love Wilfred Owen, too. So honest. xx
It’s always so sad to look back at war and see all the horror and devastation.
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I adore this poem! I didn’t get to do an 11/11 post, too late 🙁 Thanks for blogging about this lovely. xxx
Lovely x
A great post and a beautiful poem. Thanks so much for sharing!