Dave Delaney is an Aussie poet who is having some well deserved success with his work.
I am proud to have him here as a guest poet, and hope to see more of his work here.
Many thanks Dave
The poppies might be wilted and trampled by the throng
But the memory of our fallen forever will live on
Their spirits free and roaming distant pebbled sand
Safe within the bosom of Mustafa's mother land.
Still can hear them marching, through the city to the quay
Fight for King and country, in a place that's called Gallipoli
These brave young Australians and volunteers by the score
Leave behind their loved ones to fight on a foreign shore.
Sailing far across the great expanse of sea
What's about to unfold, no one could foresee
Training for some time under Egypt's clear blue sky
Waiting for the orders to which they must comply.
Sunday the 25th a day that history recorded
ANZAC tenacity and valour so rightly was applauded
Turkish troops were ready, positioned themselves quite well
From their hilltop advantage, they gave our blokes hell.
Continuing to move forward with the enemy overhead
As our troops fell, the pebbled beaches turned to red
Some called it a battle; we know it was a slaughter
Many a brave man will never hold his son or daughter.
Nine months of fighting, with no strategic gain
Over eight thousand dead and many more in pain
They died fighting for freedom and democracy
Albeit by the hands of political diplomacy.
Evacuation was ordered; retreating slowly from that shore
Eleven nights it took, no loss of life was the score
Ever so quiet like actors in a pantomime
Most successful operation of the war, t'was regarded at the time.
That Sunday in April, the ANZAC legend was born
Now every year we pay tribute, salute and mourn
For these young men, called "The knights of Gallipoli"
You'll forever be remembered right throughout our history.
"The poppies might be wilted and trampled by the throng
But the memory of our fallen will live on and on and on"
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