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Timmy's Journal - 42. Poppies and Cornflowers

A Century ago over 1.2 million men on boths were killed or wounded in a 141-day campaign. It was an utter failure and it was the largest battle on the Western Front during World War I.
This is just a little remembrance from me.

Poppies and Cornflowers

 

Now wild poppies and cornflowers grow

In the once bloody fields of The Somme

Men fought for country and King

Now midst the flowers there’s calm

So many lives lost on both sides of that war

Soldier’s blood turned the earth red

A century has passed and we remember

With poppies and cornflowers to honour the dead

Lest We Forget
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And we didn't learn from it. Less than 25 years later, another World War took an unbelievable toll. We must never forget. Beautiful poem and tribute, tim... xoxo

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On 07/02/2016 02:58 PM, Reader1810 said:

That was lovely tim. :hug:

Thank you Reader, watched some of the ceremony from the Theipval Memorial today ... and i've read about the Canadian who fought over there, just needed to say something I guess. Things like that touch me.

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On 07/02/2016 02:46 PM, Headstall said:

And we didn't learn from it. Less than 25 years later, another World War took an unbelievable toll. We must never forget. Beautiful poem and tribute, tim... xoxo

Have we ever learned from history Gary? I heard something once that our subspecies of human killed off the more peaceful Neanderthals because we were more warlike and stronger.. shame that because I don't think we are much good for anything or anyone, not enough of us anyway. Thanks for reading Gary, I appreciate it.

 

tim xo

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Poppies grow on Flanders' fields ... my mum used to recite a poem with those words to me when I was small. It was so well known among her generation that the American VFW would sell little red paper poppies around Memorial and Veterans days. We pinned them on our collars as a remembrance of those that served and died. When mum sees red poppies that poem and what it honored is what she remembers. I love red poppies, she doesn't because to her they are a reminder of that terrible waste.

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On 07/02/2016 07:50 PM, dughlas said:

Poppies grow on Flanders' fields ... my mum used to recite a poem with those words to me when I was small. It was so well known among her generation that the American VFW would sell little red paper poppies around Memorial and Veterans days. We pinned them on our collars as a remembrance of those that served and died. When mum sees red poppies that poem and what it honored is what she remembers. I love red poppies, she doesn't because to her they are a reminder of that terrible waste.

Thank you for sharing that dugh. It's a wonderful story. I like poppies in a variety of colours I think a blend of colour is a cool thing. Thanks again for your story dugh, it's wonderful.

 

tim xox

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There is calm and green and quiet again, where all was once mud and screaming and hell. So many died for absolutely nothing, sacrificed to an inability to think at all about the value of men's lives. We cannot in any way comprehend the loss of a century ago, when the dead were as numerous as flowers on an endless plain. Thank you for reminding us all, Tim.

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On 07/03/2016 12:40 AM, Parker Owens said:

There is calm and green and quiet again, where all was once mud and screaming and hell. So many died for absolutely nothing, sacrificed to an inability to think at all about the value of men's lives. We cannot in any way comprehend the loss of a century ago, when the dead were as numerous as flowers on an endless plain. Thank you for reminding us all, Tim.

I remember reading about WW1 and the officers who only were because they bought the rank, had zero experience leading men. Total disaster. And how they treated their shell shocked men.. god. They deserve to be remembered as to all who serve anywhere.

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It reminds me of 'In Flanders Fields (John McRae)
But I also think of the enthusiasm with which young men went into the war, where they were then confronted with gruesome reality. Every time we think of war, we should remember this and try the stony and frustrating way of diplomacy first.
Thank you, Tim.

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On 07/03/2016 04:02 AM, aditus said:

It reminds me of 'In Flanders Fields (John McRae)

But I also think of the enthusiasm with which young men went into the war, where they were then confronted with gruesome reality. Every time we think of war, we should remember this and try the stony and frustrating way of diplomacy first.

Thank you, Tim.

John McCrae, a Canadian poet.. In Flanders Fields, is a wonderful poem, brings tears to my eyes when i hear it. i agree, we work hard to find new ways to kill each other, rather than trying to understand each other or trying to find a way forward without war.Thanks for reading this Adi and for your excellent comments.

tim

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7 hours ago, MichaelS36 said:

tim, all your poems of remembrance have been truly beautiful. ..

thank You very much ... they mean a lot to me, to be able to remember.. 

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