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While I walk down the middle of the icy road by the park in the snow, I wonder how many hearts were broken on that Baltic night. 9k dead, each a family member, husband, wife, son, daughter.
In my minds eye, I see the Captain standing on the tilting side of his ship, the Gustloff. Fire axe in hand, he tries in vain to shatter safety glass on the viewing deck. Many people are...
Saturday 5th April 2014 2:32 pm
my new anti war book with andy n out now poem and link
http://www.lulu.com/shop/andy-n-and-nick-armbrister/europa-in-the-dark-valley-between-the-world-wars/paperback/product-21540523.html
Train Trip
I'm sat idly on the train, going to Manchester, having a beer.
I see a poster on the wall of a cop, safety. ...
Saturday 22nd March 2014 1:35 pm
A Memory of Schooldays Cargoes
A Memory of Schooldays
Cargoes
Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, ...
Thursday 27th February 2014 5:29 pm
GLIMPSE OF OLD THINGS .
GLIMPSE OF OLD THINGS
Think of old things, of people at ease,
lovers relaxing and life being lived.
If you could go back where would you go?
Would you go to an old Roman bath
and listen to idle talk?
Me, I’d go to the dawn of time
to see what was before.
I’d like to work in an old library
and read new manuscripts.
This is a journey back in time,
yours and mine...
Monday 17th February 2014 6:20 pm
soviet bombers fragment
SOVIET BOMBERS
Silver-plated mothertruckers! Yey. The Russians have bombed Georgia targets inc a Black Sea port, oil pipeline, military targets, civilians, etc. 2 jets have been shot down, 1 pilot/aircrew killed I no of. I’m not sure of Georgian air force strength. They got 29 Su-27 flankers back in 92 when they left the Soviet block. Any jets since? All will be Russian kit. Russian t...
Friday 7th February 2014 8:44 pm
OLD
OLD
Take the lid off the old wooden box and peer inside, what is there? What do you see? An old bullet from the Korean war, a discoloured gemstone from a broken lover’s necklace.
A curling yellow photo of lost teenage friends, now no more, one lost to drugs.
Some ancient coin from a faraway land, unreadable language.
Now put back the lid and pause for thought. If you were to have ...
Thursday 6th February 2014 9:14 pm
OUT OVER THE FIELDS
OUT OVER THE FIELDS
Out over the fields a pair of crows circle and dive amongst the hedgerows and green grass.
A watery sun casts its watery face through the spring clouds as the birds disappear from view.
Eighty years ago it was a similar story as two manmade hawks of the air battle to the death; the fields aren’t green but a shell-holed hell with muddy trenches filled with wretched...
Friday 31st January 2014 4:07 pm
Brutal Not Comfort
The soldiers of Nippon descended upon Asia in a vast horde of death.
Fighting anyone who dared oppose them, killing their enemies without mercy. Destroying everything from isolated houses to entire cities.
Decades of looking inwards bred an evil military dictatorship. ...
Sunday 26th January 2014 3:20 pm
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