57 Night BlitzA Poem by James Paulin
Luftwaffe hordes drone a dirge eager searchlights pierce ink black skies sirens wail through city streets magnificent London wakes trembling whistles thud into infernos random ruin in various places disasters outnumber dispatches beneath rubble, wounded innocents Nazi fist swings steadily
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James PaulinMIAboutAfter 38 years of working as an automotive design sculptor, I retired and have been doing a bit of fishing and writing poems. I've gotten better at both and had some recognition. Most of my poems are .. more..Writing
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