jerry hughes Poems

I should have been there
to hold you, when you were scared;
And cuddle you when you were sad.
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'to the memory of those massacred at the Somme'

What sunrise set before those young men fell?
Facing insurmountable odds they squelched
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God rest ye merry gentleman
Let nothing you dismay;
For Jesus Christ your saviour,
is here now on display.
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I buried him near the fuchsias
where he liked to lie, snapping
at the bees and flies that dared
invade his space.
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The little sewer rat John Howard
can't swim against the tide of public
loathing and distrust any longer.
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Old friend
it pains to see you as you are;
Grasping at old straws of old delights.
Filling in your empty days
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I'll never forget the vision of young men
turning old before my eyes.
Shell-shocked babbling to themselves.
The exuberance of bravado, or the guilt
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Look how they walk apart,
each to their lonely end.
Not hand in hand as lovers do.
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