What They Gave To Save The World #Normandy #D-Day #WW2

They didn’t know it

at the time

so much of life

left behind


a sweetheart’s

lips never kissed

unsaid words

“you will be missed”


when duty called

 that cold bleak day

without a thought

life given away


Can you hear

the battle shake

souls and hearts

 earth that quakes?


And yet fear

bravely set aside

as many fell

nothing left to find


Our lives

have been profoundly touched

by those

whose sacrifice gave so much


field enshrouds a memory

of lives unfurled

 hearts marched on

 to save the world


I repost this archived poem in tribute to those who fought on that day.

I have read several harrowing stories about this day. A risk, a turning point, such sacrifice.

Thanks for the wonderful shot of Normandy http://www.flickr.com/photos/greenwichphotography/4855061062

Published by moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. In 2019, we have an exciting project. We are developing elementary curriculum for Ugandan children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children who want to learn. Along with the curriculum, we hope to develop simple fictions about Uganda for the children to read at school. Trust me books are in short supply. We will use our trusted story tellers: a butterfly and a lion to make the stories come alive. Stay tuned as Bethany and Me put pen to paper. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2012 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the (quiet) originator of the idea and co-producer of One Stop Poetry. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - thanks for stopping by.

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  1. I am interested in the concept of free verse, although I don’t write it often. Your piece was a prime example. Thank you.


  2. An appropriate subject to write on today for sure, moondustwriter–a day we should all remember for the reasons you put forth so cogently here.

    As an example of free verse, it’s rather more regularly metered and rhymed than the purest definition might suggest, but as it doesn’t follow a specific form, and your meter does change from stanza to stanza in an unstructured and unpredictable way, it would also be hard to call it anything else, so it falls within the broader definition. Or so I think, though I am far from any kind of authority. :_)


  3. i can not imagine having gone to war then as the world will have been what seemed so much bigger than it is now…and i am thankful for all that served…


  4. Touching poem, thank you for sharing.

    Today I found this (via @CharlesBivona):
    “First Wave at Omaha Beach”,a heroic reminder of the notes made by Colonel S.L.A. Marshal during those first apocalyptic hours of the landing: http://bit.ly/mHIEDk

    an excerpt: ‘In everything that has been written about Omaha until now, there is less blood and iron than in the original field notes covering any battalion landing in the first wave. Doubt it? Then let’s follow along with Able and Baker companies, 116th Infantry, 29th Division. Their story is lifted from my fading Normandy notebook, which covers the landing of every Omaha company…”


  5. Based only on my limited exposure to the free verse style, This I understand and appreciate. Thank you for sharing this tribute to the fallen, not forgotten.


  6. Brave theme and nice tribute; I’m a pacifist but I would have fought in that war. Think the fact that you are in rhyming quatrains probably makes arguable free verse, even if the meter changes a little. Just as an experiment, I hope you don’t mind if I take the first two stanzas and structure them as what I would call free verse? –

    They didn’t know it
    at the time essential gear
    left behind

    a sweetheart’s lips
    never kissed; didn’t
    hear –

    “you will be missed”

    Hope I didn’t overstep there, merely an experiment and nothing you need to bother with/worry about unless you wanted to try restructuring your piece like this. Peace 🙂


  7. Good tribute. This is an experience that I hope to never know first-hand. It’s sad that any have had to deal with such horror. Thank you for stopping by my dream blog to check on me.

    Tossing It Out


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