I wrote this poem after watching the Remembrance Day programmes commemorating the 90th, anniversary of the Armistice in 1918.
A terrible peace filled with
Grey stone slabs
Like serried ranks of nameless dead.
Who are these sentries who guard our peace,
Won at such cost?
We know no names,
But,owing them all,
Fail to pay their price.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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- Alan Cox
- Ballagh, Roscommon, Ireland
- Hi there. My name is Alan Cox. I'm a full time, retired, professional artist, ex teacher, redundant custodian of a stately home in the English Midlands, now living in the Republic of Ireland. If you want a full explanation of all that you can check alanart-alan.blogspot.com or my website www.alanartmarket.com The first is by way of a personal blog, the second relates to my art work, and the alanwrite.blogspot.com is where I post some of my literary efforts.