Cold Steel

'I parried, but my hands were loath and cold.
Let us sleep now.' Wilfred Owen

Between the trenches no-mans land.
Strategies had us confront one another.
I didn't know you my brother,
but blood would be our bond.

You thrust, I parried.
Thus we fought, and died.
I saw your lips form 'mutter, '
as 'mother' hissed through mine.

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J. Read. Loved. On board. t x

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Ridge Cahill 18 October 2008

With clarity of mind, I relate.

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Subbaraman N V 15 December 2007

Simple and effective! Yes 'blood is our bond'!

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Elle Thomas 05 November 2007

i had to study wilfred owen's poetry also for school, some of his others though. i liked how you brought the two soldiers together jerry, it made it out as a very emotional and engaging poem.

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Alison Cassidy 29 October 2007

Such a complex idea delivered with such simplicity and such emotional force. Less certainly is more. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Lauren Watkins 29 October 2007

Love the Wilfred Owen quote (I studied him for History this year, interesting life) . Its both interesting and sad that calling for mother is often the last words on a soldier's lips. Atmospheric poem. Lauren

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