Memories From A Clifftop

                                                                   MEMORIES FROM A CLIFF TOP

As I sit on the cliff top seat

And look right out to sea

I couldn't be more content

There's no other place for me

I watch the terns and kittiwakes

Nesting on the ledge

Sitting there all amazed

Why they don't fall right off the edge

I see children with their parents

Walking hand in hand

I go back to when I was younger

making castles in the sand

I see folks eating ice creams

And fluffy candy floss

People with coloured beach balls

Playing catch and toss

Swimmers braving the icy waves

Life guards on alert

Watching out for dangers

So people don't get hurt

But suddenly I'm on a different beach

The date the 6th of June

Running on some foreign shore

Lit up by the moon

Firing all guns blazing

Bullets fly over my head

Hearing the cries of wounded soliders

Ignoring my buddies who lie dead

Feeling my heart beating

Pounding in my chest

Thinking about far away graves

Where my colleagues now do rest

Do the people playing down below

Think of the sacrifice

Of those who died so long ago

Or do they not think twice

The beach on which they play

Every grain of sand

Is all because of heroes

Who died on a foreign land

Author's Note

My mam begged and begged me to post this one so I hope you like it.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like a memory of the Normandy invasion. The contrast between the peaceful scenes of the present and the warlike images of the past is most effective. Only one who has been in war can truly appreciate peace. Well done. However, do a spell check on the last word of the next to last line.

[George David Hope]

Thanks for your kind words and comments. I have corrected my spelling mistake, thanks for pointing it out.

[Chris Shaw]

Great contrast here between the lovely peaceful scenes of children at play, beach balls, ice-creams and candy floss to the Normandy invasion where the allies got a first foothold in occupied Europe.A great deal of sacrifice made by our young men to prevent the onward march of Hitler, who could so easily have found his way across the English channel. Such sorrow the loss of life, all so that we retained our freedom. Your mam was right to insist you posted this poem. I for one am ever grateful. Nice work.

Chris

[George David Hope]

Thanks a lot for your comments. I have a few more war related and I'm hoping to post them very soon. Plus I've been told I should post some of my naughty ones too

[Chris Shaw]

Carry on posting :)