Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
'They'
The Bishop tells us: 'When the boys come back'They will not be the same; for they'll have fought'In a just cause: they lead the last attack'On..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Died Of Wounds
His wet white face and miserable eyesBrought nurses to him more than groans and sighs:But hoarse and low and rapid rose and fellHis troubled voice:..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Whispered Tale
I’d heard fool-heroes brag of where they’d been,With stories of the glories that they’d seen.But you, good simple soldier, seasoned wellIn woods and..
© Siegfried Sassoon
“the Rank Stench Of Those Bodies Haunts Me Still”
The rank stench of those bodies haunts me stillAnd I remember things I'd best forget.For now we've marched to a green, trenchless landTwelve miles..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Child's Prayer
For Morn, my dome of blue,For Meadows, green and gay,And Birds who love the twilight of the leaves,Let Jesus keep me joyful when I pray.For the big..
© Siegfried Sassoon
How To Die
Dark clouds are smouldering into redWhile down the craters morning burns.The dying soldier shifts his headTo watch the glory that returns;He lifts..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Wanderer
When Watkin shifts the burden of his caresAnd all that irked him in his bound employ,Once more become a vagrom-hearted boy,He moves to roundelays and..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Ancient History
Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain,Shivered below his wind-whipped olive-trees;Huddling sharp chin on scarred and scraggy knees,He moaned and..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Alone
I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heardWere music,—wind, and stream, and bird.With youth who sang from hill to hillI’ve listened: my heart is..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Mystic As Soldier
I lived my days apart,Dreaming fair songs for God;By the glory in my heartCovered and crowned and shod.Now God is in the strife,And I must seek Him..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Base Details
If I were fierce, and bald, and short of breathI'd live with scarlet Majors at the Base,And speed glum heroes up the line to death.You'd see me with..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Attack
AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dunIn the wild purple of the glow'ring sun,Smouldering through spouts of drifting smoke that shroudThe menacing..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Absolution
The anguish of the earth absolves our eyesTill beauty shines in all that we can see.War is our scourge; yet war has made us wise,And, fighting for..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Hero
'Jack fell as he'd have wished,' the Mother said,And folded up the letter that she'd read.'The Colonel writes so nicely.' Something brokeIn the tired..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Letter Home
(To Robert Graves)IHere I'm sitting in the gloomOf my quiet attic room.France goes rolling all around,Fledged with forest May has crowned.And I puff..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Does It Matter?
Does it matter? -losing your legs?For people will always be kind,And you need not show that you mindWhen others come in after huntingTo gobble their..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Aftermath
Have you forgotten yet?...For the world's events have rumbled on since those gagged days,Like traffic checked while at the crossing of city-ways:And..
© Siegfried Sassoon
Suicide In The Trenches
I knew a simple soldier boyWho grinned at life in empty joy,Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,And whistled early with the lark.In winter..
© Siegfried Sassoon
A Frame of Forever
Within a frame, a heartbeat rests,Life captured at its very best.From simple scenes to wonders grand,Moments held by a careful hand.A photograph..
© World Photography Day
When Time Stands Still
The shutter falls, the moment stays,A memory saved from fading days.In every click, a story lies,Seen through thoughtful, patient eyes.Photography..
© World Photography Day
Through the Photographer’s Eyes
The world looks different through your view,Colors deeper, skies more true.Every moment carefully framed,Ordinary scenes gently named.Art is born..
© World Photography Day
Frozen Moments
A single frame, a fleeting glance,Life paused in a timeless dance.Smiles, tears, and skies so wide,All forever held inside.Photography keeps the..
© World Photography Day
The Silent Language of Light
Through the quiet click of a lens,Stories are captured, time suspends.Light and shadow gently meet,Turning moments into memories sweet.A photograph..
© World Photography Day
Future in Your Hands
Youth is a river, swift and wide,Flowing with hope, a rising tide.Your choices now will carve the way,For brighter nights and better days.Take every..
© Youth Day
The Power Within
Within your heart, a power grows,A strength the world already knows.With hands to build and minds to learn,The flame of youth will brightly..
© Youth Day