A Night Remembered
by Beryl McMullen
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So many years have passed since our joint woe
The world has changed beyond belief.
Now our friends - were once our foe
And few left understand our grief.
Lt Ted Briggs, MBE.
A Night Rembered
The night was cool the moon was high
Search lights crisscrossing against the sky
Probing the stars with its ruthless beam
To catch the enemy within its gleam
Wailing air raid sirens began to sound
People stream to shelters underground
Evading adults I kept out of sight
So not to be stopped to watch the fight
Above the fires the sky an angry red
Making the heavens pink smoke overhead
Saw brilliant specks of flashing light
Anti aircraft shells exploding the night
The heavy drones of planes fill the skies
I shield with my hand to shade my eyes
See Heinkels Dornier’s from the glow
Semi - illuminated in the street below
Watch a Hurricane climb for height
From out of nowhere to join the fight
A Heinkel with engine all aflame
Chased by Hurricane’s perfect aim
Awaiting explosions hold my breath
Inevitably it came with certain death?
A burst of light smoke before mine eyes
Added to the destruction and demise
High in the heavens see with my eye
Long vapours trailing through the sky
At times through a gap - a star will glow
In whirls of dark smoke the fighters go
The warring sounds left a sombre pall
The barrage balloons still pink stand tall
One balloon drifts through a broken cloud
Then the all clear came strong and loud
The fighter boys were all so very brave
Need show a little of their courage they gave
It’s not that I didn’t feel any shame
For worrying my mom I am to blame
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|Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald
|A truly remarkable work.|
|Reviewed by Lloyd Lofthouse
|I had three uncles in WW II. Two in the Pacific and one in India and Burma. I've seen the flames of war. I served in Vietnam in 1966|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Powerfully penned, Beryl, and it truly sounds like a night no one would ever forget.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A disciplined write expressing a meaningful remembrance, Beryl. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you,