On July 1st 1916 following the heaviest artilliary barrage in history, the British army, a largely volunteer force went into action on the Somme battlefield in Northern France. Most of their officers believed it would be a walk over.

And Will Skylarks Sing Again by M.A.Meddings

Did you hear them last night son
Those bleedin guns
Nothing could live through that
Dont worry
There will be no one there.
Trust me but stay close

But seargeant that corporal Joe
'im from the barbed wire patrol
says he heard em last night singing
Their soldiers singing
They aint dead
And seargeant somthin' else

What son spit it out
What else he been sayin'
Well its the sounds he heard
Click Clack
He said it was the sound
Of their Mauser heavy machine guns

And what does he put the sound to son
Click clack Sounds funny to me
He says seargent
Yes spit it out son
The sound they make
being made ready for war

You listen too much to fools
Just listen to your officers son
They know best
But when the whistle blows
And we go over the top
Stay by me and dont stop

Where we advancing to seargent
We son are going into hell
How do I know?
because i've already been there
But dont stop stay with me
When the barrage lifts they'll all be dead

And son just listen to the skylarks sing
And will they sing when its all over
God only knows son God only knows.

Poetry by lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-06-29 at 10:28

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Jeff Milburn
Excellent poem, the conversation is realistic that brings the reader into the scene...Jeff

Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
Got me from the start to the end. Really a very good write, liked the conversational style of the poetry, made me feel part of the action.

A beautiful sensitive write on war - for a change from the perspective of a soldier and his officer.
Wonder how many soldiers with guns on their back actually never get scared...

F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
i usually dont like war as a theme for anything for the simple reason i find it lacks the human side of the reality (refering to soldiers and civilians that have died during war as "casualties" for example) ... but you write about it with those elements that are so lacking usually: compassion and emotion... i enjoyed reading this 'cause it does give a clear picture on the mood and setting of this situation... i like the dialogue presentation too... well done... thanks for sharing :f

later... xx

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Your story of war is chilling. Each word spoken, each sound heard, each step taken can and will change not only their life, the lives of those around them, and then the whole world. It was an excellent, vivid telling of wartime events. thank you, Hero. :) kathy

As I said before, I applaud the way you write about the war - with warmth and compassion for all the poor people involved, seeing the horror of it through their eyes

Another great poem!!!kissess

Dan Cederholm

Woooooow Mike this was a black one

And very well written, I can here when

they loading the riffles klick klack . . .

And I can see when they goes over

the top . . . I can here the bullets

whistling and the bodys been smashed

to death, Yes I can really hear the

skylark singing when all thing is quiet

And after there was a new war and

another and another . . .

BRAVO Mike!!!

Regards Dan