Lest We Forget ~ The Spirit of the Anzac

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Yes you can feel that spirit gathered in the crowd mingling merging sensing revealing felt it this morning as the masses made their way to the cenotaph and again during the parade. lovely words J C cheers m

Ahhh Jayne-Chloe, The grand Aussie poets lays down her pen, flowered wreath at the feet of all those who bow their heads in rememberence today! You keep not only the memory alive here JC but the spirit of your people... the legacy and strength of those who went before you, holds steadfast in your veins as you cast their souls free in this write! You've done them proud Seren, they are giving you a 21 Cannon salute... but that is as you bow before all those who fell in the world wars... and they grip your shoulders and let you look them in the eyes... and they will smile back for the honour of what you have done for them. Bravo I love this write, as it is very striking and powerful... which it needs to be for such events, but it never takes away the focus on the scarifice they made... rather than the glory that some often go for. Mavellous stuff! Dale :)

It made me want to say Amen at the end of it. A fitting tribute Seabhac

Ann of Norway I'll never forget when the poppies fell from the roof of the room (forgotten where) commemorating the fallen in WW2 there were even members who had fought beside them, standing there; the solemn music and this grand symbol of falling blood, the poppies of Normandy's peaceful fields, their brilliant scarlet flecks among the swaying corn, pricks of painful memorial just that moment expressed with such feeling, yes there are things that move us in life and none so intimate and personal as the loss of our brothers and sisters in the futile waging of WAR. I salute their memory all who fall for the cause of their country, I would never fight for a country or an idea, to kill another would be an impossibility for me, however much I disliked their dictates. How stupid is war at all when we are blessed with life, that should be enough to prevent there ever being any thought of destroying a life. But then we destroy literally thousands of animals even raising them as food for our human satisfaction, so we cannot sit and complain, things are that way and we have to survive its just so horrifying to think that we have to take life for its continuance isn't it? Oh this got out of hand dear Jayne, excuse my wandering mind, I liked your poem of remembrance as you see. Love to you from Ann.

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This is beautifully written. I love it

Prayer-like Anzac Day...Rememberance Sunday...it's all the same. It's respectful thanks from one generation to another...and to remember all the conflicts still continuing...and all the suffering and sacrifice on distant shores. Lovely, Luv Ells xxx

Such a lovely tribute you give here, Jayne. I could feel a spiritual flow to it. If people like you keep writing such beautiful things about them, it will prove to be quite the challenge to forget. Enjoying many of your other writes as well. Carch

You were born to write wonderful words...Superb Rosina xena465

Bella bella Grande Jaycee x x x x shirley harrison

I would say 21 gun salute. But I think they took your guns away. I don't know the history here. But always keep it alive. I like a lot of Americans love the Down Under. You do them proud. Take Care. huey

Absolutely - a moving poem. My grandfather fought for the British Empire - which denied his fellow Irish men and women their rightful independence. In the end you fight for the man on your right or left and not the official puffery but the bravery and courage is magnified by this not reduced.

Ann of Norway "In the end you fight for the man on your right or left and not the official puffery" You said it Jayne, love Ann.

"Their sacrifice was monument"--a very striking line in a moving tribute.