Brave enough to bleed
It’s not a fragile thing to bleed — or to pillow fears. It’s not the boldest who bear arms — those who wage the wars. So let us be the […]
Tag Archives: poppies
From another war
From hungry soil, from mud of Flander’s field see shell-shocked souls and poppy’s flown, in cries from clay of Sommes, Verdun, from rats and lice from smell of soggy uniforms, […]
Carpe Diem Tan Renga – JRB’s “foreign field”
in a foreign field the wind still invokes their names the blood red poppies (JRB) high above a singing lark forget the battle echoes (me) Linked […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Condensation “In Flanders fields”
In Flanders Field by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely […]
Carpe Diem Tan Renga – Managua’s “let the ravens come”
Managua wrote let the ravens come let them smile as they pick the flesh from the battlefield My addition to make it a Tan renga: forgive but don’t forget what […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 