It was a peaceful afternoon.
The sky as clear as a tropical lagoon.
Tending to the orchids and geraniums;
I was unaware of what was to come…
There was a whistle…
The kettle I thought.
I was sure I took it off the hob.
I rushed towards the backdoor,
But was distracted by a dark billowing cloud
Rising in the distance…
After a momentary pause
I went through the side gate to the driveway.
A neighbour said her mother had called…
A bomb had hit near by
And more were to follow…
A roar was then heard…
The unblemished silhouettes of the Luftwaffes,
Along with the dark billowing clouds
From the bombs,
Obscured the sun’s rays from view.
Day after day;
The whistling grew,
The sun was obscured…
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War Poems: Muse to Remember - (By David Hurt)
PoetryPhoto by klickr.co.uk A selection of War Poems, by me, dedicated to the loss of all who met their end, during WWI & WWII. Loss of Civilians, Soldiers and Spies... Here is a sample poem. David Hurt's - Canaries Unsung heroines of war, fraught with...
