World War One Poetry – Day Twenty Three

First World War Centenary

On the 11th November 2018, we reach the centenary year of World War One.

100 years since the end of conflict.

“On the centenary of the Armistice we will give thanks for peace and for those that returned, and remember the sacrifice of the 800,000 soldiers who died”

Below is a copy of Ivor Gurney’s, To his love – this is the 23rd World War One Poem I have published on my home-page in remembrance of our upcoming Centenary celebrations.

As some of you may know, I have been working on a 30 day challenge – a showcase of my favourite war poems, these I have been publishing online at 11:00 a.m. each morning to coincide with the 11th hour of the 11th day and 11th month.

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To his love

by Ivor Gurney

He’s gone, and all our plans
Are useless indeed.
We’ll walk no more on Cotswolds
Where the sheep feed
Quietly and take no heed.

His body that was so quick
Is not as you
Knew it, on Severn River
Under the blue
Driving our small boat through.

You would not know him now…
But still he died
Nobly, so cover him over
With violets of pride
Purple from Severn side.

Cover him, cover him soon!
And with thick-set
Masses of memoried flowers-
Hide that red wet
Thing I must somehow forget.

 

 

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