One Man’s Kindness in No Man’s Land

Reblogged for National Kindness Day

writing in north norfolk

Tattered faceless silhouettes
Staggered across no-man’s land,
Fumbling to attach bayonets,
Unkind weapons in shaky hands.
Wisps of men blundered in thick of gas
Back to the comfort of a mud-filled trench,
Eyeless heroes in useless masks
Smothering in the toxic stench.
One innocent soldier wandering wide,
Heading for trenches on the other side,
Felt the tentative touch of a decent hand
Guide him through the horror of no-man’s land.

© Kim M. Russell, 2016


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My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night # 182

Tonight, Open Link Night is hosted by Gayle from Bodhirose’s Blog. She’s been telling us that the U.S. is well into autumn now: temperatures are beginning to drop, the trees are bursting into their autumn colours and it’s also a popular time for many festivals and art shows.

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