Philippa's short stories/Poems

Saturday, June 9, 2007

AVE ATQUE VALE

Hail to the slain, to young lives felled! By bullet, by bomb in war long past In eyes that loved them tears have welled The grief runs raw and binds hearts fast. How can we tell what dreams they shed? To pay the price of man's sheer hate As side by side lads groaned and bled And saved this land from... Sign in to see full entry.

THE POLE TURNS MOLE

A pole like me boasts many a guise Both dark and overt I tell no lies A lamp to shine and guide your sight When sinks the sun and looms the night Or signs to warn or lead your way You'll find in all this pole holds sway I am the mast that fires your phones The pulse that powers those quirky old... Sign in to see full entry.

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