Poem: Remembrance Day.


Buy a poppy to help me

all i need is dignity, and a room

its not to much to ask

from someone who has seen so much

i ask for little.


11 responses to “Poem: Remembrance Day.

  1. Ok so it was a yank thing Harry, but saw site where they did a time lapse make over with an US veteran, down on his luck, & results amazing. Not just gave him the look of a mature model, got him in session with AA, mental health support for his post traumatic stress, a place to live with a bit of piece work as experience toward other full time work. Few schemes in Norn Irn, UK or Republic (they have quite a few go gaga as they participate in the UN peacekeeping forces, & just as traumatised as many other vets).Brought up with stories of both big wars, when both sides of community united, though perhaps reluctantly. Me dad nearly drowned in the Belfast blitz – they dug trenches in back garden & yard as me grandad AFS. Sirens went off, so the kid off like rocket down the garden, heid first into the flooded trench! Me grandad mia for 3 days in Belfast in the Easter blitz. Wish the young would remember the history for something more than video games. I will always remember them, & now have to remind the French of their own history too.

  2. As soon as i seen how you wrote Norn Irn i knew you were from here 🙂
    I see you lived in the village and are now in Bangor. I lived on the Shore Road and now on the Ballysillan Road.
    I never knew the blitz but played the the air raid shelters, my father was in the AFS.
    French history surrender or run 🙂

    • Born in Lisburn, in Dumnury for while as a babby, then most of rest of life in .Bangor. Few years in Belshaft after married, & miracle of miracles ended up in France – pour amour – what else. Now correctin the Frogs on their own history. Just like us French had crappy governments blow one way ot tother for donkeys. The people never gave up just the government. Found out i’m not the first mad Irish bugger (though still prefer to call mesel an Ulsterman) here. Guy called Armstrong served in British army in first war, & stayed on to tend graves of his mates & oppos. After partition one of few applied for a passport from the Republic. Loyalty didn’t change much though. Germans gave him by ball as neutral in Second War as a neutral, & let him continue to work in the Commonwealth war cemetary here, in Valenciennes. Ended up dying in concentration camp in Germany as worked with British SOE & French resistance to channel escapers & downed allied airmen out of country, & odd bit of sabotage against the Gerrys.Memorial dedicated by locals to him in cemetary he worked in.I know more local history than locals.

  3. This is so true it is heartbreaking I have written about this subject to in fact I am about to reblog one of my poems on the subject. My brother works for SAFFA having been a soldier he knows how true this is. Thank you Harry!!

  4. Link to SSAFA for those interested http://www.ssafa.org.uk/ .Unofficially worked with vets through some aircraft/museum/preservation groups. Priviledge to meet & talk with them. The sense of humour, & never give up the strongest thing i noticed. Would have been in forces meself if not such a physical wreck – last time i applied they said if the were desperate for something for target practice they’d take me. “At the going down of the sun, & in the morning we will remember them”. I live in a time warp – WWII never ended to me. Now up ere beside all the old battlefields of Northern France, passing all the big & small graveyards in tram, bus, trains etc, shows just the scale of the slaughter in both conflicts. You of course know the literal translation of the French soldiers, known as Polious Harry?

  5. I love the way Paul writes…I can hear his accent from here. 🙂

  6. It doesn’t take well to French! The few locals who do speak a bit of English don’t get the accent at all. Visited sister in law to be in Bretagne & locals thought my accent was Ch’ti – the accent & dialect from here in north. Have taught a lot of locals to say “shut ye bucket muppet”.

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