Dover Ode
They have taken the parade square away;
The memorial photographs remain
Of the stern boys acting adult warriors
With soldierly disdain.
They have taken the flags to other poles;
No longer before the sun they strain,
Nor will we raise our sanctified salutes
Across the concrete plain.
I dare not look to see if my school stands;
Older, I have learnt too much of pain.
The past is always second-best upon
This island of the Main.
The memorial photographs remain
Of the stern boys acting adult warriors
With soldierly disdain.
They have taken the flags to other poles;
No longer before the sun they strain,
Nor will we raise our sanctified salutes
Across the concrete plain.
I dare not look to see if my school stands;
Older, I have learnt too much of pain.
The past is always second-best upon
This island of the Main.
Labels: Poetry
etched with acid at 6:00:00 am
1 Comments:
another beautiful poem. from this poor limited standard level english student's perspective... you seem to have the world-weariness of Frost, and his wry, dry humour.
i like the way every second line rhymes.
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