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- FLIGHT AND FATE
- by kendrive
- in poemsandprose.blog.co.uk
- 8 days old
- AN IRISH AIRMAN FORESEES HIS DEATH I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; Those that I fight I do not hate, Those that I guard I do not love; My country is Kiltartan Cross, My countrymen Kiltartan's poor, No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before. Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public... more
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- IT WAS NOT TO BE
- by kendrive
- in poemsandprose.blog.co.uk
- 9 days old
- Alec de Candole was born on January 26 1897 in Cheltenham, the son of a clergyman. He was educated at Marlborough College, which he left in April 1916 to enlist in the army. He was commissioned in the 4th Wiltshire Regiment and on April 1917 he was sent to Flanders. He was wounded in October of that year and, during his recovery at home, he... more
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- Fine
- by PoseidonPoseidon
- in poseidonposeidon.blog.co.uk
- 10 days old
- We think we are immortal we are and we aren't We are fine when we are Detached We are fine when we are attached But from Attachment to Detachment We know how that feels. Death it would seem like more
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- IN MERCY, DEATH COME QUICKLY
- by kendrive
- in poemsandprose.blog.co.uk
- 10 days old
- In this poem Walt Whitman reminisces in old age about caring for the wounded and dying in the First World War. It is a vivid flahback to the battlefield. It is quite a long poem and I have omitted the first few introductory verses. If you would like to read it in its entirety, go to: http://www.bartleby.com/42/818.html THE WOUND-DRESSER Bearing... more
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- One for the cats
- by Usksider
- in usksider.blog.co.uk
- 11 days old
- Tylluan posted a rather nice Blackbird Story a little while ago... In Tylluan's story the birds beat the cats, but sadly the reverse is often the case. The One That Didn't Get Away more
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- 'WRITE MY OLD GIRL, JIM"
- by kendrive
- in poemsandprose.blog.co.uk
- 11 days old
- THE LETTER (With B.E.F. Jun 10.) Dear Wife, (Oh blast this pencil. 'Ere, Bill, lend's a knife.) I'm in the pink at present, dear. I think the war will end this year. We don't see much of them square-'eaded 'Uns. We're out of harm's way, not bad fed. I'm longing for a taste of your old buns. (Say, Jimmie, spare's a bite of bread.) There don't... more
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- God, cant believe i've left it so long!
- by slimshadyluva
- in ashleyslife.blog.co.uk
- 15 days old
- Well first of all, HHHHIIIIII! just incase you all forgot i was here lol, i'm sorry i've not written for agggggeeess, life's been mental! It really has been a crazy month, some of it good and some of it bad i suppose, lets start at the beginning, i think its always a good place for anyone to start lol! Well i did a bad thing, but it was bound to... more
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- What's the point?
- by foliedevoix
- in welovetorchwood.blog.co.uk
- 16 days old
- I get the feeling that people are getting a lttle bit bored of no news around here...well, it's not my fault that the series has ended! At least I'm trying to keep everyone updated with news...even though it might be a couple of months old. And I'm not very good at using computers.Here's one bit of news, anyway. I read that Ianto was... more
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- Saving The Planet?
- by gogsblogs
- in gogsblogs.blog.co.uk
- 17 days old
- I read a lot about how some people are putting a great deal of effort into saving the planet. I think that it is called *Going Green* We here, do have those energy saving light bulbs in the Castle, but once these bulbs stop working, one has to get a specialist disposer of these light bulbs, due to the mercury content in the bulbs. We do not have... more
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- LOST FRIENDS
- by kendrive
- in poemsandprose.blog.co.uk
- 19 days old
- MISSING AND PRESUMED DEAD I miss the days when light stayed long When comrades' dreams stood bright and strong I miss the friend that I once had Companionship through good and bad When marching was a chance to sing Of joys of home that memories bring: Camp-fires, a chance to talk of plans And haul together all life's strands I long for smells of... more
