Scarlet Skirts

We count the cost of those we've lost,

their sacrifice, the price they paid.

The blood they shed, our honoured dead,

their hallowed memory will not fade.

So we recall with passing years,

the tears, a stream of solemn flow

and we remember all those deaths

in fields where scarlet poppies grow.

Reviews

[Verse]

This is fresh and stirring, with the staccato villanelle cadence of In Flanders Fields. The men and women who live and die in military service are truly honoured here.

V

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Verse. Even being mentioned in the same breath as Flanders Fields, makes me feel very honoured.

Chris

[Papaya]

Well done again in paying tribute, remembering their sacrifice.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you kindly Ana. I appreciate your response.

Chris

[A hare off]

A beautiful tribute to those who have fallen. Fantastic rhythm. Really enjoyed this poem today.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much hare. Appreciate your words.

Chris

[Richard M]

That is so beautiful Chris. Thank you for viewing your remembrance and tribute.

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Richard. Thank you for reading and leaving your comments here. Very much appreciated. Pleased you enjoyed the poem.

Chris

[emmajoy]

Beatufiul words, beautifully laid poetry.. wrapped in absolute sincerity.. i know.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Em for your most thoughtful response. Important we all remember the sacrifices others made for us.

Chris

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Beautiful tribute Chris! We should always remember and always honour ! Ty, for sharing this today!

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Queenie. Good to see you here. Thanks for your response. Hope dear poet, you are OK and life is being kinder to you.

Chris

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I'm still healing and ty Chris for asking...I have missed you all in my absences!

[Chris Shaw]

Take care and make sure you look after yourself. Hoping your healing is progressing well x

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

The fields were so steeped, the soil so suffused with the blood that still lends the scarlet poppies their colour. Our tears, memories and words, are the best tribute to them who gave the ultimate sacrifice. Beautifully written Chris and with a fetching title to the poem!

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Ditzy, my favourite kitty kat. Yes the ultimate sacrifice, we must always remember that.
read moreThanks Ditzy, my favourite kitty kat. Yes the ultimate sacrifice, we must always remember that.

Chris

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

The compassion felt in your poetry is very appreciated always, dear Chris. I’m inspired by your words and happy to be around you (smiles and settles near a chair) 💫

[Chris Shaw]

Here kitty kitty, come and sit on my lap :))

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Oh! Thank you Chris! Happy purrs! (She knows kitty-biscuits are next :)))