The old church bell chimes,
for the eleventh time,
The church yard is full of crosses
A crowd gathered to remember the losses
Of those fallen brave,
who lie in another grave.
Where are they,
Flanders field they lay.
Struck by bullet and metal
Now replaced by grass and petal
That sea of Red
Now covers the dead.
At the memorials for War they meet
The ghostly sounds of marching feet
Is heard drifting on the wind
While Soldiers with medals pinned
Remembering their War buddies
With reefs of red Poppies
Poppies at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park (1st Nov 2015)
So you may have noticed a mushroom theme this year, well this is because I stumbled across a trance music group called infected mushroom and this has been a bit of a muse .
So here is a current meme in this world with some thoughts to leave you with.
Till next year.
a 100 days to be creative
Drawing, writing or poetry
Fitting it in through the day
As this work does not pay
Never going for sculpture or pottery
But looking in places for a narrative.
Today is the ninety ninth day
Highest day we have ever achieved
Seventy was the best
But if this done and can be believed
That Monday is the final day
Idiot left phone on charge and did not press send idiot.
the cock crowed at first light
Waking up the household
The rooks in the rookery tool flight
The man appeared from the house into the cold
He left his house in a rush
For the time had come
To make a stand and to push