A poem for Remembrance Day

No Birds Sang Through the smoke the wire coiled, snagged with the remnants of humanity. Fighting paused for a single moment. In the forests, no birds sang. ~*~ A creeping menace, sulphurous, deadly, seared the lungs and ignited fear. Shouted warnings through the trenches. In creeping silence, no birds sang. ~*~  Men waiting, huddled together,Continue reading “A poem for Remembrance Day”