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“Lamb’s of War” | Sydney Poet David Landgrebe

17 Jun

Autumn honour’s our lambs of war
clean-shaven pearls
unstained as stainless.

Cursed at dawn beneath the yellow sphinx
the shores a swamp, with tempered bayonets
unpicked and severed by chunks of lead.

North beach was thick with bone
their shadows vanished fast
from right to left their bodies dropped like stone.

Dig or die they shouted, defend the shallow grave
where murdered nature tilled the soil
and fields of poppies wave.

As sick as dogs they drowned in flies
and unused trenches wallpapered black with swollen dead
a screen of stretcher bearers fill the skies.

A failed coup at Anzac cove, just lambs to the slaughter
their memories lay side by side, and will was strong and free
we leave behind the dead to sleep, those Aussie mates of mortar.

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9 Comments

Posted by on June 17, 2012 in Poetry

 

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9 responses to ““Lamb’s of War” | Sydney Poet David Landgrebe

  1. Arioso

    June 18, 2012 at 8:24 am

    Welcome back, David! We’ve missed you. Brilliant work as always.

     
    • davidlandgrebe

      June 18, 2012 at 5:30 pm

      Yes that poem stopped me in my tracks for a while, may now i can work on something a little lighter!!!!!!
      Thank you 🙂
      David. L

       
  2. Dennis N. O'Brien

    June 18, 2012 at 10:05 am

    Very good David

     
  3. bardessdmdenton

    June 21, 2012 at 2:11 am

    Quite intense, David, and beautifully expressed. I especially like
    ‘defend the shallow grave
    where murdered nature tilled the soil
    and fields of poppies wave.’

     
    • davidlandgrebe

      June 21, 2012 at 10:49 am

      Yes the whole process of writing a poem about a war is quite intense, far more so than I had expected. This particular story of the Australian Anzacs
      is a sad yet inspiring story.
      Thank you,
      David. L

       
  4. Lamberta

    June 23, 2012 at 7:17 am

    Love the imagery. I have a dark sense of humor, so I appreciate the emphasis in the death within this poem. Good job. Thanks for following my blog by the way.

     
    • davidlandgrebe

      June 23, 2012 at 6:44 pm

      Its cool to have a bit of depth to your character as you do, stay true to yourself. 🙂
      David. L

       
  5. J.H. White

    February 16, 2013 at 11:41 am

    “North Beach was thick with bone
    their shadows vanished fast
    from right to left their bodies dropped like stone”

    Do the stones speak to you their memories held? Stone upon stone.

     

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