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Sleigh Bells


War Memorial, Coedpoeth, Wrexham, Wales


A western front has laid us low,

now sunny aspect for the snow,

while frozen cape

protects bowed head

where buzzard swooped,

left pigeon dead.

Skeletal tree beneath the yews

where youths cavort, take time to choose

their victim in

a snowball dare;

there misty air,

like dragon flare

leaves wispy clouds, soon disappeared.

This holy hilltop commandeered,

ground unsoiled,

unsoled as yet,

the blizzard stayed

just as the debt,

unknown, unrealised lest they

weigh those fray bells, sleigh-play not slay.

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John Dallison
John Dallison
Mar 24, 2023

😗A truly rich mix, with poignant resonances across the ages.

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Unknown member
Mar 21, 2023

Superb. The first three words take us to France in WW1, the murderous buzzard, the skeletal tree. Great stuff

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