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The War Poet

He ripped away the patriotic fog
By painting scenes of brutal blood and gore,
Of tedium and unrelenting slog,
To show the world the horrors of the war.

He learned from all the greatest of the age,
Sassoon would coax from him his finest art.
The voice that told a generation's rage,
With passions stolen from a broken heart.

When all was won and death still greater waste,
He gave his life as millions had before.
The news gave peace a lasting bitter taste
And emphasised the dreadful final score.

There is no sweet and fitting way to die,
His verses show the world that greatest lie.

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This will not be winning as it's my contest, but here to be read!

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  • slick99 silver member
    August 20

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    this is great!!! congrats on the gold!!! -slick99

  • ladame
    June 22

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    Dulce et Decorum est

    I see a very masculine way of writing in here, which I had generally noticed less before.

    I can say I like it, but I feel it isn't a poem to be liked - it is to be respected. I found a few of the rhymes a little forced, but I think it's an effective piece.

    For me, it's pretty impressive. Sarah

  • ecrivain01 silver member
    June 1

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    Very nice ...

    but you've missed reading the rules.

    Poems are supposed to be punctuated. Also in line 7 it would be
    "generation's heart". This is an excellent poem. I hope you've punctuated it before the contest ends.

  • Vozhd
    May 14

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    I am glad you directed me to this one. I think it is very well written indeed, and I can see why you linked it to my "Christmas 1917".


  • Myjoy gold member
    May 3
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    Oh wow. Great poem Jeff.

  • Wilfed Owen?

    No matter. It's a fabulous poem.

    • It is indeed, he died a week from the end of the war, his Mother received the Newspaper announcing the Armistice and the telegram informing her he had died of his wounds at the same time, which is the third stanza and of course "sweet and fitting" is a translation of "dulce et decorum".
  • Very good. Rhyme and flow are awesome. Great Poem Jeff


  • maa gold member
    May 2

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    a great sonnet, jeff green ...
    I enjoy reading the different entries in this contest, somehow it feels like we pick those with whose qualities we most easily identify with ... what do you think ?

    well, I finally picked "my guy", he will soon join the party ...

    I don't wish you good luck in your contest, if you don't mind ...

    maa

    • Praise from as good a sonneteer as yourself is praise indeed. I took a long time over this one and in the end am not unhappy. This is proving to be a very strong contest and I look forward to your entry very keenly. I have spotted all bar on of the poets so far (both writers and subjects) it isn't just the styles of the greats that are personal!
      And yes please don't wish me luck if I win this contest I'll have to leave AP!!!
  • thats a fine sonnet, i have never written a sonnet myself i think it's time i gave it a go, who this is about?


  • Amera gold member
    May 2

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    Very good sonnet descriptive and filled with image even if I don't know what a Shropshire is.

    Love,
    Amera

    • not what, where, it's a place in england
      • A county, in fact. One of England's best-kept secrets, birthplace of Wilfred Owen (the town of Oswestry) and the place where he lived and studied (Shrewsbury). It was written about most lovingly by A E Houseman.
  • A sweet and fitting tribute to a son of Shropshire.

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