Suicide in the trenches by Siegfried Sassoon

I knew a simple soldier boy Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the lark. In winter trenches, cowed and glum, With crumps and lice and lack of rum, He put a bullet through his brain. No one spoke of him again. You smug-faced crowdsContinue reading “Suicide in the trenches by Siegfried Sassoon”

To any Dead officer by Siegfried Sassoon x

Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you’d say, Because I’d like to know that you’re alright. Tell me, have you found everlasting day, Or been sucked in by everlasting night? For when I shut my eyes your face shows plain; I hear you make some cheery old remark— I can rebuild you inContinue reading “To any Dead officer by Siegfried Sassoon x”

To Any Dead officer by Siegfried Sassoon

Well, how are things in Heaven? I wish you’d say, Because I’d like to know that you’re all right. Tell me, have you found everlasting day, Or been sucked in by everlasting night? For when I shut my eyes your face shows plain; I hear you make some cheery old remark— I can rebuild youContinue reading “To Any Dead officer by Siegfried Sassoon”

For the love of my Grandad x

My Grandad Adkin, my Mum”s Dad is in an urn on the top of a tall coat closit in the hall way at my parents house. My Mum seems to like him there. None of us mind, because we all loved him. He lived with Mum and Dad before he died. My Brother was stillContinue reading “For the love of my Grandad x”

World war Words without Rhyme or Treason

Writing a poem in the mud as the whistle says over the top! He shouted “Stop!” “Stop being stupid you’ll all die they mean to shoot you now what’s this all about?” “My feet are freezing will you shoot me if I want to go home?” “Yes.” “Right let’s crack on then, how do youContinue reading “World war Words without Rhyme or Treason”

Tweet From an Unknown Soldier

It’s rubbish here, but you need to read my letter really, to get to know the real me, and how I’m feeling. Sorry I haven’t written more, writing takes time. Too much time but you do know it’s muddy? And it’s rubbish here. Sergeant says that letter writing is something more thought about than timeContinue reading “Tweet From an Unknown Soldier”