Carefree Skies

This was a little poem I wrote on a red paper poppy as part of the World War I display we had at the library last November, to commemorate the centenary of the start of WWI. See what you think. 🙂

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An ocean of mud

As far as the grey horizon,

Twisted wire, ditch and ford

Trenchfoot and mustard eyes so sore.

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A world away under cerulean skies

Without the muskets and bombs so loud,

These fields once were

Green and ploughed…

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Things grew, took root

Verdant leaves and shoot,

Now only craters

Desolate and wild.

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But crimson poppies

Nod their vermillion heads up high,

And make us remember

Carefree skies.

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Sophie E Tallis © 2014

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4 thoughts on “Carefree Skies

  1. Kate Jack says:

    That’s very evocative, Sophie. 🙂

  2. gwpj says:

    As Kate Jack says so well, this poem is very evocative, both visually and emotionally. Very well done, Sophie.

    • Thank you, George, that’s very kind of you. The WWI display we had in the library really was so emotionally charged, everyone felt a connection to it, to the stories, experiences, of those left behind as well as the soldiers, so young and bewildered, all caught up such a horrific conflict.

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