Obviously, this week, the poem takes up the theme of D-Day, 80 years after the momentous landings.
Landings
The weather: wind, waves, raging sea
Then calmer, a lull, weather broke
A decision made, an order to agree
A momentous day as dawn awoke
The beaches: blood, terror and fire
And golden sands are running red
Victory for some, but some expire
Now to fight, not mourn the dead
The graves: stretching out in lines
Time to mourn, to weep salt tears
Quiet reflections, freedom’s signs
An end to the Nazi terror years
Landings and endings: their day
The Last Post on the trumpet play
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