#rememberance #poppies
Something grand has fallen
softly on the floor of the war museum
numbers of red poppies
fall down from a point in the sky
you may ask – why ?
to remember those on flanders field
and other battles now revealed
now tumbled down to museum floor
and remembered – the fallen – evermore
Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer. View more posts
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The Inkwell
Loving the wonderful colors that come to mind reading this song-like poem!
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The reflection, the eloquence, the flow, the necessity of the tradition…and the words. Donna
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Thanks for reading. You’ll find the other poppies poems in the links
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