Consequences Throw a pebble in the river Spreading circles to the shore Rippling outwards from the centre Disappearing till no more. So our actions, like the pebble, Send their ripples, make their waves; Intermingling all our circles From our cradles to our graves. No one knows what’s coming next Unaware of the effects. Will this …
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Oceans Apart By Andrew Diamond
Make sure you don't miss out on another brilliant poem! 'Oceans Apart' by Andrew Diamond was presented at Redbridge Central Library for this year’s National Poetry day, and follows on from our last poem 'Painting the Oceans' by Nina Simon. We will post a new poem each week, so keep checking for updates! Please send any works you would like …
The Soldier
He sits in the doorwayHe fought for his countryHas cardboard for coverBut hasn't a door keyHe was a bit shell shockedHe lost his best mateHe's aged twenty threeAnd he's riddled with hateThey gave him a dischargeHe's lonely and coldAnd this is a storyThat needs to be told! Andrew DiamondPart of a suite of poems by …
The Parade
Standing together Shoulder to shoulder, Year after year, Older and older. Marching along To the tune of a song And the thoughts in my head Are of those who are dead. And those who were there Are fewer and fewer. But the line is as long With the newer and newer. As each conflict stops …
The Survivor
Three soldiers in a shell hole. He was in the middle. The guys on either side Took bullets and they died, Both shot in the head. Three mates, now two were dead. He was in a hell hole; Mud and blood and piddle, But he was alive. He knew that he’d survive. So, he got …
To Helmand and Back
It’s as safe in the Army as it is in Hackney; They’ll make him a man and they’ll teach him a trade And though they will send him to Afghanistan He’ll have clothes, he’ll have food and he knows he’ll be paid. His mum’s not too happy he’s gone for a soldier; He has to …
The Abandoned Soldier
With resolve, but despair and the track of a tear, Proud and bereft, the soldier is left To fend on his own now that he’s come home. We exposed him to terror and from the horror His new tomorrow exposes our error; So few of us dare to acknowledge he’s there. Andrew Diamond Part of …
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