Larks ~ Remembrance Sunday


Silence rolls with sunset’s formation
as mighty clouds, in honour, cast
solemn larks to glide below
but high enough
above soil still resting
since peace remains with those who fought
and were lost in  battles in desperate fields,
lost to the enemy and lost to us.
Brave deeds still haunt the crimson mists
and words not drowned by time
miss me not till I have died
then always remember me.
We let go of tears like falling petals
one by one, and to each one
we salute you and say,
we will always remember,
and shame on us if we should fail.


Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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