One Colour in Remembrance

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Wrote this a few years ago for Remembrance Sunday but it seems apt to repeat it here today.

One Colour – In Remembrance. 

Even in these jaded, jealous days 
Over these clouded, grey horizons; 
They wait still, beneath greening tendrils, 
Bowing yet to the breeze in salutation 

Despite the muddied, earthy eulogies, 
Well intentioned; growing pale in the light; 
Shaded brown and miserable in text-books, 
Dying forever in slow, sepia moments 

One colour stands up to long service; 
Eclipses all the washed-out hues, 
The watery pastels and paints, 
Spilled, not mixed, upon the canvas 

One brave colour carpets fields; blossoms 
On still-beating breasts, here at home 
Like blood-blooms from the entry of bullets 
Or the weighty recognition, enduring always 

That they should have been here longer, 
Waving back, wild and windblown as the flowers; 
Cherished and borne proudly and with honour 
Like the Poppies; but they are all that remain. 

S. P. Oldham. 

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