Amongst The Poppies We Lay!

Amongst The Poppies We Lay!

A Poem by SCRIBBLER
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To Celebrate And Remember Those Brave Soldiers Who Sacrificed There Lives For Us. To Remember The Debt That We Owe Them And Their Families.

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Among the poppies we lay, knowing our fates.
The enemy just above, guns in delay.
Us below, weak and visible.
We were told, we'd be safe.

The first bullet: a warning. 
The second: a sign.
The third shot, to kill a friend of mine. 
They may be our brothers, maybe not from blood.
Blood may turn to water, hearts may crumble.
But one thing will keep us together and that was WAR.

Among the poppies we lay, knowing our fates.
The enemy just above, guns in delay.
Us below, weak and visible.
We were told, we'd be safe.

They were hundreds, each with an eagles eye.
Guns fully loaded, itching to fire.
We were few, each with a worms view.
Guns half loaded, tempted to die. 
Die for our country, die for our brothers.
Back home, many mourned, assured we will die.
But one think kept us together and that was war.

Among the poppies we lay, knowing our fates.
The enemy just above, guns in delay.
Us below, weak and visible.
We were told, we'd be safe.

Guns half loaded, hopes pretty low. 
We trudged up the mountain cliffs, bullets flying by. 
We fired without fear or guilt.
Proud to have fulfilled our roles. 
Nothing to feel sorry about, nothing that will keep us low.
There bullets doubled as each of us fell.
I remained standing, barricading a brother lying beside. 
I fell to support, a bullet pierced my heart. 
We may have died having separate sorrows.
But one thing kept us together--War.

Among the poppies we lay!

© 2015 SCRIBBLER


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Very powerful and heartfelt poem! I love it! These words flow and deliver. From the first stanza we are set off like a bird overhead looking down, and then in your second stanza:

The first bullet: a warning.
The second: a sign.
The third shot, to kill a friend of mine.
They may be our brothers, maybe not from blood.
Blood may turn to water, hearts may crumble.
But one thing will keep us together and that was WAR.

we are in the trenches together. You capture the reader and deliver with this excellent poetry! Keep writing and sharing.

~Peace, Todd

Posted 8 Years Ago


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SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thanks Todd



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Honest and direct words. Your words are true. The dead are just men who died for the cost of war.
"We may have died having separate sorrows.
But one thing kept us together--War."
The above lines. Are true. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote



Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

As u an old army veteran i understand how deep this may be for u. Hope it was a great read for u as .. read more
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

You did well. Graveyards are respected places. Soldiers fight for their country.
So many tales like this one. So many men and women returning with missing limbs ot P.T.S.D. When will it end, what is really gained by war? Someone please tell me. Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


........superb...a most incredible write...and flows beautifully...love this ★

Posted 8 Years Ago


Great writing... which made me feel as if I was also in the trenches with you

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thanks for making a connection
So sad... But it's a great poem

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Hope u enjoyed it.
Profound, with reality as its keeper. This is deep and heartbreaking. The flow and rhythm of the poem is really good and it kept me entangled in it to the end. Bravo! Great job!

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much, JEN!!!
This poem makes me prouder than I usually am! TY Scribbler! Among the poppies, row on row I am a Viet Nam war Vet. You know, the ones that never got any respect from their own country.I am not bitter. I love my country and all the heros m/w who gave it all to keep us free. Your poem made me feel it this morning. Thank you.

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SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thank You for the recognition. I am happy that I managed to succeed in my goal.
I love your descriptions here "..each with a worms view" is a very interesting way to describe the trenches or laying on the fields. You have one typo in the last line of the fourth strophe think/thing. Love the refrain as it is, but the last lines of the major strophes may do better as "But one thing kept us together--War." Overall, I really enjoyed this. It is a great tribute to those who have served and lost their lives..many on foreign soil. Welcome to the site! ~jan

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thanks Jan.
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alf
Hi Scribbler. A very poignant poem that describes war and loss to the nth degree!! Losing one's mates must be the hardest of all situations to face, and you have portrayed this fact very succinctly in your verse. Loved the poem, loved the tribute to all fallen soldiers and loved the depth of passion in your lines, alf

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thanks, ALF. I love your honesty while reviewing.
sounds like you went through a fire fight ,you wrote a great write,intence i could almost visualize what was going on

Posted 8 Years Ago


SCRIBBLER

8 Years Ago

Thanks Wordman
 wordman

8 Years Ago

you are welcome

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Added on April 15, 2015
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