English poetry

Poems in English

Futility

Move him into the sun Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it woke […]

The Last Laugh

‘O Jesus Christ! I’m hit,’ he said; and died. Whether he vainly cursed, or prayed indeed, The Bullets chirped – […]

The Dead-Beat

He dropped, more sullenly than wearily, Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat, And none of us could kick […]

Greater Love

Red lips are not so red As the stained stones kissed by the English dead. Kindness of wooed and wooer […]

Insensibility

I Happy are men who yet before they are killed Can let their veins run cold. Whom no compassion fleers […]

The Sentry

We’d found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on […]

Arms And The Boy

Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood; Blue with all […]

Smile, Smile, Smile

Head to limp head, the sunk-eyed wounded scanned Yesterday’s Mail; the casualties (typed small) And (large) Vast Booty from our […]