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kvalidir | 21:43 Tue 06th Nov 2018 | ChatterBank
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I SPOKE TO YOU IN WHISPERS
By
Neil Andrew

I spoke to you in whispers
As shells made the ground beneath us quake
We both trembled in that crater
A toxic muddy bloody lake
I spoke to you and pulled your ears
To try and quell your fearful eye
As bullets whizzed through the raindrops
And we watched the men around us die
I spoke to you in stable tones
A quiet tranquil voice
At least I volunteered to fight
You didn't get to make the choice
I spoke to you of old times
Perhaps you went before the plough
And pulled the haycart from the meadow
Far from where we're dying now
I spoke to you of grooming
Of when the ploughman made you shine
Not the shrapnel wounds and bleeding flanks
Mane filled with mud and wire and grime
I spoke to you of courage
As gas filled the Flanders air
Watched you struggle in the mud
Harness acting like a snare
I spoke to you of peaceful fields
Grazing beneath a setting sun
Time to rest your torn and tired body
Your working day is done
I spoke to you of promises
If from this maelstrom I survive
By pen and prose and poetry
I'll keep your sacrifice alive
I spoke to you of legacy
For when this hellish time is through
All those who hauled or charged or carried
Will be regarded heroes too
I spoke to you in dulcet tones
Your eye told me you understood
As I squeezed my trigger to bring you peace
The the only way I could
And I spoke to you in whispers......
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Yes that hit the spot xx
Do for me, Kvali.
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That's why I wear a purple poppy alongside my red one.
Oh God. Cheers for that.
I never see purple poppies for sale :(
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I just sobbed for ages, and had to share the beautiful misery... x
Excellent, kvalidir.
Not you sobbing ^^^^^^^^
The poem.
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Well both actually, did me good x
am at a loss for words.

As each year passes further away from both WW's, I feel more of the need to keep those who lost their lives (animals and humans), gawd, ~I can't type this properly, every child should be taught the sacrifice that that way they will never be forgotten.
Ohhh ****
:(
The bloody hundred

Bloody noise
bloody ground
bloody bodies all around

Bloody shells
bloody stench
bloody bullets
bloody trench

Bloody silence
bloody wire
bloody whistles
bloody fire

Bloody Tommies
bloody Huns
bloodybayonets
bloody guns

Bloody screams
bloody tears
mark a hundred bloody years.

Paul Hunter 2018
Oooooh. Didn't see that end coming. So very, very sad.
Thank you, kval x
What a moving poem. Thank you.

what a beautiful, sad piece..
Send more tissues...

I think I should produce purple poppies for next year, now the humane society have switched to the purple paw they are getting harder to track down.
having read Jack Seeley true story of Warrior, the real warhorse i can testify that they went through hell.

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