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The Blackout

Writer: John DallisonJohn Dallison

While I was thinking about old phones, I had glimpes those funereal 1940s phones -

which led me to write these few lines.


Even moonlight was dangerous

Throughout World War Two -

Showing enemy planes the way

To find targets inland and at sea.


So people bowed their heads, encased their lives,

And the Blackout became

Our universal shroud.


When at long last Peace,

Marvellous peace, came,

States and councils proclaimed,'Let There Be Light!'


And lights blazed from beacon and bonfire

Lamplights and fireworks.

People were jubilant all over the world -

But some were angry or sad.

7 commentaires


John Dallison
John Dallison
16 janv. 2023

Hi! my poem's theme also relates to our current Covid-9 war...

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Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
16 janv. 2023

Inspiration takes us all to different places and your poem reminded me of my Mum and all her stories from the war.

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John Dallison
John Dallison
16 janv. 2023
En réponse à

Many thanks Alison. I always enjoy your comments.

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Jes Derry
Jes Derry
11 janv. 2023

Your words depict a clear imag. I always like reading a poem and learning something.

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John Dallison
John Dallison
13 janv. 2023
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Thanks, Chatlotte,

I feel the Blackout hed resonances with our current Covid D war.

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Nigel Smith
Nigel Smith
11 janv. 2023

Great to see you here John. Your words convey a little known aspect of the war years, simply and fully, the way a good poem should.

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Membre inconnu
11 janv. 2023

ah that poignant last line

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