War - Ww1 - Diaries Of Dead Soldiers Poem by Paul Warren

Battered small handwritten notebooks
Just small enough to store in soldier's nooks
Pencilled papers in a script unclean
These books were written at times unseen
As writing diaries was not officially confirmed
It would seem that a blind eye was turned

So these soldiers in stolen moments made
Their diary notes scribbled before memories fade
They record sea voyages and exotic ports
Of mates found in adventureand witty retorts
Of Egypt seen and Wazir battles mad
Of Dardanelles shores and battles had

Some made their journey to Flanders fields
Where trenches attacked and no ground yields
But they all have one saddening fact to see
The words stopped suddenly with questions to be
It was apparent that the ultimate price was made
As part of the Great Fallen in history's parade

© Paul Warren Poetry