A Pocketful of Penny’s – Guest Blog

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Penny Cull is my guest this evening. She is a popular and loyal member of our writers’ group and always manages to say far more in a few verses than the rest of us say in lengthy pages.

THE FORGOTTEN’S LAMENT
When the sun slips between her blue-green sheet
And the moon rises up from his bed.
When the stars come out to sparkle and greet.
They dance to the song of the dead.
Nobody visits this place where we lie.
No flowers to sprinkle their scent.
Long grass and weeds now look up at the sky
So we sing The Forgotten’s Lament.
Fresh from the battlefield, we were your yield
We were young and unready to die.
In shallow graves, in some faraway field
Away from our homelands we lie.
Cry us some tears, though our names you don’t know.
Murmur words which are heartfelt and meant.
Plant scented flowers here, row upon row,
Whilst we hum The Forgotten’s Lament.

Penny Cull 2024

Penny says ‘I was born in Dorset and live in Christchurch. I love writing, especially poetry, which is a dying art. Seeing graves without names prompted this poem. I like to think my poems make readers’ emotions surface.’

You can read a selection of Penny’s many poems in her first published collection, available as a paperback or eBook.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Pocket-Full-Pennys-collection-poems/dp/B0BLFWPMZW

17 thoughts on “A Pocketful of Penny’s – Guest Blog”

  2. Penny’s poem definitely made my emotions surface.

    We visited the Somme this year. It’s hard to comprehend the extent of the battleground and the number of graves without names. There were so many graves, yet often, the casualties were so great, the graves were shared.

    I did cry them some tears.

    They are not forgotten.

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  8. Thank you to Janet for having me as a guest on her Blog. I am honoured and touched.

    I am pleased to get your comments, likes and shares and thank you all.

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