Blood Red Poppies Comments

It is a great poem.Thanks.

I am most favorably impressed with your poem Blood Red Poppies. I do not know if it is more accurate to say that you have resurrected the horror of national homicide for us, or exhumed the fallen brave, whose aspirations and hopes were buried long ago.

During the battle of the Somme, France,1916, the British sustained 60,000 casualties on the first day. Torrential rains turned the battlefield into a quagmire. In one month the Allies advanced five miles at the cost of 450,000 German.200,000 French and 420,000 British lives. I lost two uncles Blood red poppies sway Over silent fields Where birds no longer sing. - - - - - -War brings such massive destruction of human lives! ! A sad but beautiful poem thanks for sharing.

Great poem, succinct with such deepness.

war was a tragic thing to happen in our time. enjoyed your poem Colin. Alan

This poem makes you realise and appreciate the value of freedom Excellent writing Colin Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken

Sounds like a very tough battle but at least it turned out OK

Somehow you capture all of sorrow, desolation, and beauty in your words. Jarring.10. - EN

Crucified upon the wire One poppy lost among the thousands. Good work.

Appreciated.

Very moving. It expresses so well my own thoughts.

Sad, but a beautiful write

Colin, WW1, was an awful war, my father was injured at the battle of the Somme, he never really spoke about it, in fact nobody spoke about what happened in that war. I remember the film 'Oh What a Lovely War', every time a soldier fell, the screen went red and a poppy grew. Thank you for the poem, I guess like you did, that God died to that day, looking for some humanity. I like your writing.

Wonderful use of a specific detail to layer meaning at the close.

Great poem. Scary and beautiful. -David Joergensen

The poppy is my favorite flower and what it symbolizes as far as war is concerened-like Flanders Field or other places will always remind us of those brave soldiers who have lost their lives.Sometimes I'm happy when I see one because it means warmer weather.Lovely poem and very sad.a ten from me.

This poem is powerful. The central image of poppies as a metaphor for wounds, and a wounded god, is very effective. Concise voice and economy of language is always good, and you have kept focused throughout.

Colin Jefferey, this bit of poetry is...quite a bit of poetry. Well worth my time, keep up the good work old sport!

The cost of war, or the cost of religion? That piece pays both tabs with a social gratuity that cannot be ignored.

Powerfully imaginative, Gods and war and ailing warriors, what's the point of it all