Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

The Passchendaele Trumpet.

Collapse
X
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • The Passchendaele Trumpet.

    King , Queen, honor of your Country Men
    The blind man's fate, while another man waits
    The reality, brutality, walk a line of mortality
    The blooded poppies in the fields I've seen
    I know i can't put a name to your face
    Guess you hold a your love one in place
    Wonder if she will ever be the same
    Did she call you, her sweetest flame
    Well you start to welled yours ocean eyes up
    The droplets fall from the soul punctured cup
    A father would of been so proud
    Every moment he hides the tears he ploughed
    Did you do it for your hearts dedication
    Mother sorry for no more family generation
    In the distance you can hear the soldiers wade
    Beating to the drums of a trumpet fade
    Bold and brave the words upon the grave
    When you took your life, so i could be saved
    The blooded poppies in the fields I've seen
    The reality, brutality, walk a line of mortality
    The blind man's fate, while another man waits
    King Queen, honor of your Country Men

    Passchendaele Trumpet Reflects a sad sorrow tribute about two strangers ( soldiers), who have just meet. In a war torn field, it shall also become the last moments of life together.


    Copyright MPOETB 2018
    Last edited by MPOETB; 02-09-2018, 03:25 AM.

  • #2
    That what if’s - the unanswered questions of the family legacy cut short. Beautiful tribute. Forgot to welcome you to the zone.

    Comment


    • #3
      Thanks for your input.

      Comment


      • #4
        Very evocative MPOETB . My knowledge of historical battles runs shallow, but that didn't stop me from appreciating the mood and sentiment of this piece. It also inspired me to do further research, for that I thank you.

        The device of using identical (albeit reverse-ordered) lines for the opening and closing is used to good effect. There may be a poetic term for that format/style but if so, I haven't yet learned it.

        As AlexandratheLate said, welcome to the zone.

        Comment


        • #5
          Thanks for your really nice comment. I have read some of your poems. They are a good with many others on here 👍.

          Comment


          • RhymeLovingWriter
            RhymeLovingWriter commented
            Editing a comment
            Thank you in return. I continue to learn new things about poetry every day and this is a good place to gain knowledge in a friendly atmosphere.

        • #6
          Sir,

          This rings out like the trumpet in its title.

          Brought a tear to my eye.

          The imagery evokes passion, sorrow, commemoration and thanksgiving.

          A truly excellent poem.

          Comment


          • #7
            This brings a tear to my eye. For your really nice comment

            Comment


            • #8
              evocative and emotive thank you for posting

              Comment


              • #9
                Thanks for the comment. Keep up the good work

                Comment


                • #10
                  You have captured an emotion and memory that is hard to realize unless experienced. Perhaps this came from experience, perhaps from a poet's heart and imagination.
                  Either way you portray it eloquently.

                  welcome my friend. I look forward to expeiencing more of your thoughts

                  Comment


                  • #11
                    Thanks my brother 👍

                    Comment


                    • #12
                      Welcome - what a lovely reflective and commemorative piece. I wrote about that battle too for the centenary and found researching it to be quite harrowing. Thanks for sharing

                      Comment


                      • #13
                        Thanks for your kind remark

                        Comment

                        Working...
                        X