Think of the poppy
Remember the soldier
Think o’ the tales
Yer grandmother told yer
O’ yer grapie so bold
To fight against sin
But she didn’t let slip
The terror he were in
A contest entry
- No Rules by J L Whalen.
550 points, ended July 31, 2007, 52 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Yes, I have to agree with our host that the rhyme is a bit off in places. But poppies are always appealing and one of my best-loved poems is In Flanders Fields
by John McRea...
Well done on winning the bronze.
best ~ crisstiena ♦
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Great statement, great use of dialect, etc, etc.
The only thing sounding off to me is the last line; " The terror he were in"
I'm thinking maybe "The terror within," leaving it a bit open to interpretation and with a 'lil smoother a flow.
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Loved that last two lines. They make a bold statement. Excellant job!
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O' You wrote with beautiful grace. The flow moves you from line to line. I really enjoyed reading this! VERY nice job! I like it!
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Very Nice
Firstly very well chosen picture.
But the poem itself is wonderful, first sanza very 'normal' in a sense of the theme, but then the second hits hard with the stark truth of the memories being told.
Great write
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Wow this is a very beautiful poem. I feel that you express the naive beauty of life or almost, "Ignorance is bliss." Also that is a very cool picture.
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