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Topic: War and Peace (not about the book) (07/07/11)
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TITLE: upon a rusting cannon | Previous Challenge Entry
By Jim McWhinnie
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on a kindly warm September day,
a skylark perched and a sang a song,
there, in the midst of a sacred field now filled
with but memories of buttercups and daisies
and the fading echoes of cannonades
and last farewells of lads gone home too soon.
upon a rusting cannon,
in the still, still air of reverence,
a skylark perched and sang a song,
to chase away with noble, solitary courage
the breathless hush that has haunted us
through all these weeping years,
the muffled drums, no longer played but can still be heard
among the many, scattered stones
that mark the many, tattered souls
of soldiers now gone, gone away
to where battlefields no longer need to be,
to play among the mows of freshly gathered hay
to laugh all through the day,
to count the shooting stars as young ‘uns do dream the night away.
upon a rusting cannon,
in this golden field of harvest barley,
a skylark perched and sang a song,
an angel song to right the wrong,
to soothe the wounded of their tears
with her sweet, sweet trilling lullaby
to let all the fair-haired lads of wars gone by,
to rest in peaceful hope
beneath a soft September sky.
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