In Flanders Fields

markem · 05-20-2013, 09:13 PM

For whatever reason, this poem has been stuck in my head for several days. Since we are a week out from Memorial Day in the US, I thought I'd share it.

In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

If you do not know the context, see http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/flanders.htm

BHalbrooks · 05-20-2013, 09:19 PM

I've had this in my mind as well lately:
On Eternal Patrol

"There is a port of no return, where ships may ride at anchor for a little space. And then some starless night the cable slips, leaving only an eddy at the mooring place. Gulls veer no longer, Sailor rest your oar. No tangled wreckage shall be washed ashore."

Similar to Flanders Fields/Fiddlers Green

I'd really like to go to Arlington again. Most honorable place I've ever been, and probably ever will go.

05-20-2013, 09:13 PM	#1
markem Bunion Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Mark Location: Second Star on the Right Posts: 22,507 Trading: (47)	In Flanders Fields For whatever reason, this poem has been stuck in my head for several days. Since we are a week out from Memorial Day in the US, I thought I'd share it. In Flanders Fields By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. If you do not know the context, see http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/flanders.htm __________________ I refuse to belong to any organization that would have me as a member. ~ Groucho Marx

05-20-2013, 09:19 PM	#2
BHalbrooks Have My Own Room Join Date: Nov 2011 First Name: B Location: Texas Posts: 1,122 Trading: (5)	Re: In Flanders Fields I've had this in my mind as well lately: On Eternal Patrol "There is a port of no return, where ships may ride at anchor for a little space. And then some starless night the cable slips, leaving only an eddy at the mooring place. Gulls veer no longer, Sailor rest your oar. No tangled wreckage shall be washed ashore." Similar to Flanders Fields/Fiddlers Green I'd really like to go to Arlington again. Most honorable place I've ever been, and probably ever will go.