
The road at La Boiselle https://collections.museumvictoria.com.au/items/1703711
I am
the ambulance
I drive (clip clop)
on pitted paths
the dugouts
beside the road
show that
the war has been
but
I do not fight
I
gather up
the pieces
all
the little
broken
pieces
put them together
beneath a bandage
and hope they’ll heal
while I run
to get another
and I run
to stay alive
then I pack us
all
in the wagon
(clip clop)
(clip clop)
move along
catch my breath
I stay alive
~
Beautiful!
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Thank you, Anne.
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Reblogged this on HorseAddict and commented:
The ambulance horses …. a poem by Australian poet Frank Prem.
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Anne, thank you so much. The horses and mules will break my heart several times before I’m finished this set, I think.
The men had such high regard for them.
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They will break my heart too Frank.
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Ah well. Strange really because we know how it ends. Perhaps that’s why it’s so emotional. Not sure.
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I don’t know either. I find that war very emotional. Sometimes I wonder if I lived in another life and was there…. I don’t know.
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Yep. I understand the feeling.
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I had to reblog this on horse addict. Those horses pulling the ambulance…. and the endless supply of broken pieces to collect .
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Grim. No wonder the men were broken when they returned.
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My Grandfather who lived in England came home and refused to speak of it. He had lost all of his school friends.Every single one of them.
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Many signed up to the same part of the service and all died together. Tragedy on tragedy.
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I just watched War Horse the movie and I thought of all the pictures and poems you have put on about Somme.
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Haven’t seen the movie. Worthwhile?
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If you love horses, yes. A good family show. Also there is a part that reminded me of a story my grandfather told. About two soldiers soldier sharing a cigarette.
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Touched! Beautiful lines out there.
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Thank you, Muntazir. I find these photographs very moving.
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Beautiful poem! I like it!
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Thank you, robinleeann. I’m enjoying the work on this series.
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Perfect rhythm for this
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Thanks Derrick.
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love this so much also reminds me of the movie Hacksaw Ridge thanks for sharing 🙂
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Thank you. I’m so pleased you enjoyed the poem. I’ll likely post another in the series shortly.
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Nice onomatopoeia. The ambulance is personified, as war de.personifies mankind, referring to body parts as merely broken pieces
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It is amazing to me how real and immediate these pictures can seem, even after 100 years. Thank you, Larry. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem.
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This is a lovely poem, Frank, and a welcome tribute to the animals who worked so hard for us when it wasn’t their cause. Thanks for writing this special poem. And it fits with the picture very well. 🙂
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Hi Alli. Thank you. The poems are coming along. The animals though, are heartbreakers.
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Couldn’t agree more, Frank.
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So powerful. Reminds us of the horrors of war. well done Frank.
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Thanks again, Walt.
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My pleasure Frank.
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I just finished watching the Netflix series Outlander. This poem bought it all to mind again.
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Wow. That’s brilliant Tammy. Thank you.
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