It is that time of year again, November 11th in Canada, when we take the time to remember all those who have fought for the freedoms that we now so enjoy. The international symbol for Remembrance Day is the Poppy and so following in this vein I would like pieces to honor all the soldiers who have fought and died in the many wars and conflicts that have plagued our history.
All pieces should have some mention of the Poppy or Lest We Forget!
That's it, usual rules apply, no line limits and you can use whatever form you wish.
The pieces that touch me emotionally will be the ones that find considerable favor.
It is also nice to comment on each others work, not a rule, just a nice thing to do!
That's it off you go, hop to it.
Hugs, Bunny
A piece I wrote awhile back for inspiration;
"Lest We Forget"
In churned up soil the poppy rose
On top of death still steadily grows
And in our minds we see the crosses
That lie in rows and count our losses
Blood that drips from tiniest bloom
Beloved children, lost from the womb
Their essence blown upon the earth
For infinity will show their worth
And so they marched by decree
A War they fought, so we could be free
Poppies how we remember them now
So in silence, we do reverently bow
One single day, just once every year
To remember all the horror and fear
To give thankful praise to those in need
Who saved us through unselfish deed
For so young when they said goodbye
With no idea that so many would die
In Flanders Fields where poppies grow
Innocence now lays buried in each row
Of those that did return safely home
Their spirit lost and so had flown
To fly away midst peaceful skies
With friends and larks with carefree eyes
In the thunder hear the roar of guns
Calling to all our native sons
Arise, arise, from sleep once more
For once again, there will be war
In Flanders Fields, the poppies grow
Covering our loved ones, buried below
Like a blanket, protecting all within
From a world that is ravished by sin
More souls will join them as years go by
More wars will be fought, as the lark does cry
More fields will be filled with our dead
And poppies will mark their graves in red
"Lest we forget and more shall die"
"In Flanders Fields our loved ones lie"
All pieces should have some mention of the Poppy or Lest We Forget!
That's it, usual rules apply, no line limits and you can use whatever form you wish.
The pieces that touch me emotionally will be the ones that find considerable favor.
It is also nice to comment on each others work, not a rule, just a nice thing to do!
That's it off you go, hop to it.
Hugs, Bunny
A piece I wrote awhile back for inspiration;
"Lest We Forget"
In churned up soil the poppy rose
On top of death still steadily grows
And in our minds we see the crosses
That lie in rows and count our losses
Blood that drips from tiniest bloom
Beloved children, lost from the womb
Their essence blown upon the earth
For infinity will show their worth
And so they marched by decree
A War they fought, so we could be free
Poppies how we remember them now
So in silence, we do reverently bow
One single day, just once every year
To remember all the horror and fear
To give thankful praise to those in need
Who saved us through unselfish deed
For so young when they said goodbye
With no idea that so many would die
In Flanders Fields where poppies grow
Innocence now lays buried in each row
Of those that did return safely home
Their spirit lost and so had flown
To fly away midst peaceful skies
With friends and larks with carefree eyes
In the thunder hear the roar of guns
Calling to all our native sons
Arise, arise, from sleep once more
For once again, there will be war
In Flanders Fields, the poppies grow
Covering our loved ones, buried below
Like a blanket, protecting all within
From a world that is ravished by sin
More souls will join them as years go by
More wars will be fought, as the lark does cry
More fields will be filled with our dead
And poppies will mark their graves in red
"Lest we forget and more shall die"
"In Flanders Fields our loved ones lie"
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on November 23, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 1000, Silver: 500, Bronze: 250, Honorable mention: 5 people
- Final notes: Well folks this was an incredibly hard contest to judge. Of my top 6 all of them deserved a gold. In the end I chose by how they spoke to me and my winner just captured by heart and imagination. Thanks for all your wonderful entries, your talent is outstanding. Hugs, Bunny
Contest Winners
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Now the uniform that won fair maid is worn, drawn fringes frayed, as if chip by chip the paint had torn from weather-worn façade.• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
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Stand in silence out of duty and for love for all the brave
Stand in silence in the memory of all who fought and died• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] -
The bodies in the barracks
were buried by the bombs.• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] -
In Normandy, the poppies blow
between abundance, row on row,• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove] -
With Honor…
Wandika 11-12-2008
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Beyond the harbour wall there stands an edifice,
Featureless, erect and grey as the skies that glower down.• Commented on by judge. [remove] -
Laying there in Flanders field
trodden by the boots of war• Commented on by judge. Prewrite [remove]
Gold trophy winner
Silver trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
Entries [17]
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There are boys who are growing into men, amongst the battle fields rising number of dying and dead. Those who paint the ground burgundy sloby Dark passenger 6 lines, 7 comments, on Jul 11 4:14 PM 2008. In War, Hate, Death, Society, Pain, Dark, Sad, Life, Thoughts, Personal• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Today I remember your laugh
Today I remember your smileby sunoir 12 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 5 8:03 AM 2008• Commented on by judge. -
Please say that you love me, / even if you don’t. / I will just leave gleefully by hearing that. / And in the distance battlefield, / when• Commented on by judge. Prewrite
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Looking back on the most dreadful scene,
twas’ nearing the end of nineteen eighteen.by judmc 14 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 17 11:52 AM 2008• Commented on by judge.
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We cannot forget!
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Beautiful
Your poem is very nice and something to be very proud of! The Shaker -
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Thanks so much hugs, Bunny
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Hi Bunny, Thank you for the great comments, for hosting and for the HM. All the best to everyone inspired by Remembrance.
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Thank you for HM, congratulations to winners and finalists!
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