Centenary At Tower Bridge

The Art Philosopher

Posted on: 18th Aug, 2014

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The cermic poppies at Tower Bridge, London.“Blood swept lands and seas of red”

Tommy’s dead, he is no more,

The Telegram delivered to the door.

Left with fading memories to store

Of lifeless friends, limp on the floor

In a heap of bloody, pointless gore.

Inhumanity of reckless law;

Push the enemy back some more!

β€˜Til the reddest rivers bleed and pour,

With the hearts of those in this Great War.

Jules

2014-08-15 12.02.36
Ceramic Poppy River At Tower Bridge

 

888, 746 ceramic poppies. Β One for every British and Commonwealth soldier who died in World War One.

Ceramic Poppies at tower Bridge

Since writing this post, The Forces have added my verse to their online poetry site.

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24 Comments on Centenary At Tower Bridge

G Bananas

G Bananas

18th Aug, 2014 18:08

I wish Kipling were alive to read that poem, Jules. I think he would have approved. He might even have written a second verse with some cockney lingo.

I didn’t know about that poppy river – the Bloody Tower is surely the best place for it.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

“IF” only he was…he would probably say, “You absent minded beggar!” But thank you, Mr. Gorilla Bananas. πŸ™‚

Yes isn’t it. You should take a gander, it’s rather impressive.

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goatman

goatman

18th Aug, 2014 19:08

Delicate red flower petals easily broken and lost, as were the lives of those stepping up to volunteer their breaths.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

That’s very moving, Goatman…

Volunteer their breaths – what a powerful line.

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LL

LL

18th Aug, 2014 20:08

The numbers can’t compute. The damage done to the families and loved ones can’t be measured or metered.

I agree with G. Bananas – Kipling would have approved of your verse.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

No, such a thing can never be measured, Larry. I’ve recently been listening to a woman on the radio who has been looking at the women left behind who became known as Aunties because they never married due to the shortage of men available thereafter. It’s very sad.

Well that’s lovely of you to agree πŸ™‚

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Masher

Masher

18th Aug, 2014 22:08

Very sobering.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

Innit. Makes you stop moaning about your own life…..for a bit. πŸ™‚

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Exile on Pain Street

Exile on Pain Street

18th Aug, 2014 23:08

That’s a really lovely poem but, boy howdy, I sure wish I could have seen that exhibit. Those big, environmental installations are right up my alley. Delicious.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

Thanks. Exile.

Well come on over! It’s only a short 6 hour trip and it’s going to be here all year, I think.

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Exile

Exile on Pain Street

22nd Aug, 2014 11:08

“Only” six hours? Is that all? I wish. It might just as well require a rip in the time/space continuum. And call me Mark, for cryin’ out loud. It’s been long enough.

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Jules

Jules Smith

23rd Aug, 2014 20:08

Yes! From JFK to Heathrow it’s ALWAYS six hours – there’s a good tail wind. So, a couple of films, bit of a snooze and you’re there!

Thanks Mark (honoUred)

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Tracy

Tracy

19th Aug, 2014 02:08

Well done Jules. I love the lines about the telegram. Beautiful. Great photos too.

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Jules

Jules Smith

19th Aug, 2014 08:08

Thank you, Tracy. A lovely compliment from such a fabulous poet πŸ™‚

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the late phoenix

the late phoenix

19th Aug, 2014 18:08

vital verse, Juli. pointless gore, that especially struck me.

i miss poetry ever since i made the switch.

oh, the red of those poppies is so rich and evocative. red poppies are my favorite flowers……..after forget-me-nots *)

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Jules

Jules Smith

20th Aug, 2014 08:08

Thank you, sweet Phoenix.

I love poppies. Wild flowers are the best. Poppies for remembering and forget-me-nots for your greatest love *)

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Memphis Steve

Memphis Steve

20th Aug, 2014 04:08

Great poem! World War I is possibly the saddest war of the entire 20th century. It didn’t need to happen at all. And it could easily have been avoided. And yet in every nation people cheered when it began, expecting it to be exciting. The entire world changed after that war, and not for the better.

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Jules

Jules Smith

20th Aug, 2014 08:08

Thanks Steve

I agree, it was a stupid war but then aren’t most of them.

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Crystal Collier

Crystal Collier

20th Aug, 2014 16:08

Wow. What a beautiful memorial. There were so many lives lost in the early 1900’s, and so many important battles fought and won. Sometimes I think we’ve forgotten the victories of that day and age.

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Jules

Jules Smith

21st Aug, 2014 11:08

Isn’t it gorgeous? It is so very dramatic and moving in real life and a great reminder to us all.

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Fredulous

Fredulous

24th Aug, 2014 14:08

That second picture is amazing. It really gets the whole blood pouring thing across.

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Jules

Jules Smith

25th Aug, 2014 20:08

Yes, it is expertly done. πŸ™‚

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The Blue Grumpster

The Blue Grumpster

25th Aug, 2014 13:08

That’s impressive, Jules. One for every soldier…

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Jules

Jules Smith

25th Aug, 2014 20:08

Impressive and very sobering. I think it’s a great thing to do though, keeps us in check; keeps us remembering.

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