Sunday Best
poem by:
Geoffrey Brewer
Written
on Feb 05, 2017
SUNDAY BEST: Sonnet in 100 words Always smartest one in his brigade He took painstaking pride in his appearance Though beach at Dunkirk was no church parade Upheld standards with dogged perseverance In stony desert - Tobruk and Alamein Those baggy shorts and boots had little glamour Heat sweat and dust became his bane He endured fear, blood and guns' deafening clamour Then tide of battle turned, Britain stirred its might Breaching Normandy coast then liberating France Reached Germany's border, victory in sight When one stray bullet halted his advance Then at last he'd time to spruce and rest At peace, laid out in his Sunday best This was written as an exercise to write 100 words or less on a theme of: 'Sunday best' A little abbreviated and yes, I know the Americans and all the British Empire played a part. Poetic licence.
Tags: sad, rhyme, inspirational,
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Cecilia Crasto commented:
Congratulations Geoffrey, you said much in those few words, the last two lines do tug at the heart strings, so many lives needlessly lost.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Well written poem Geoffrey.many lives lost but no lessons learned.
