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In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flander's fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, tho poppies grow
In Flander's fields.
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
"There is a certain enthusiasm in liberty, that makes human nature rise above itself, in acts of bravery and heroism." ~Alexander Hamilton
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These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth.
The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs,
And sunset, and the colours of the earth.
These had seen movement, and heard music; known
Slumber and waking; loved; gone proudly friended;
Felt the quick stir of wonder; sat alone;
Touched flowers and furs and cheeks. All this is ended.
Rupert Brooke
In a small Commonwealth War Graveyard, those that were lost in the two great wars are honoured where they had fallen.
Here in France they are remembered in Terlincthun Cemetery. A beautifully looked after place of rest about 2 miles from Boulogne-sur-Mer.
A Remembrance Day Tribute....
Lest we forget / Je me souviens
Bailey Puggins pays tribute to the Canadian men and women who have served our country and fought for freedom around the world. A special thank you to the Royal Canadian Legion Eastview Branch 462 for the lovely poppy arrangement.
I would like to thank all of you that have taken the time to view and comment on my photos, it is very much appreciated.
Tina & the Puglets xo
William Billy Ness 12th (Yorkshire) Parachute Battalion C Company, visiting Ranville Cemetery to visit the grave of this best friend "Stoney" some 75 years later.
It is with a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat I have to report that Billy sadly passed away on the 12th of May 2021.
Billy was there as part of the 75th Anniversary as he had been many times before on previous anniversaries, but this one was sadly to be his last.
I look at these pictures and I am filled with both sadness and joy.
I am sad I will not get to meet Billy again but I have joy in knowing he is now with his best mate Stoney having a good old knees up in an eternal life.
A hero in every sense of the word RIP and Lest We Forget
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flander's fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, tho poppies grow
In Flander's fields.
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
The corridor of death.
This pathway is often seen in clips and photo's of Auschwitz, it led to the gas chambers on the site.
The above words are taken from the 4th stanza of the poem "To the Fallen" by Lawrence Binyon. They are commonly referred to as "The Ode" and are traditionally read out at both ANZAC and Remembrance Day services
ANZAC day sunrise today at Torquay ... the most spectacular sunrise I've ever witnessed I think. This is essentially SOOC.
The WW1 Memorial Bench at Blaen Bran Community Woodland, with autumn mist lingering on Mynydd Twyn-glas.
The red poppy on Anzac Day, is a symbol of war remembrance and of Armistice on November 11, 1918.
According to the Australian War Memorial, the red poppy or Flanders poppy, was among the first plants to spring up in the battlefields of northern France and Belgium after the war.
Anzac Day 25/04/2017
The theme for Smile on Saturday is "Poppies".
This poppy was blooming in a friend's garden last week.
"Lest We Forget"
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In memory of all those, from both sides of the Channel, who served, suffered and fell during the World Wars and dedicated also to all those still suffering the atrocities of war worldwide.
"At the going down of the Sun and in the morning, we will remember them."
- Laurence Binyon, For The Fallen
Soundtrack : youtu.be/KCzORgC1NpM?si=4F4r4IPFErCozzsk
From a Distance, Nanci Griffith
HAIKU
A sea of Poppies
blood red like the spills of war
sacrifice lives on
- AP
Artistic Process : A creative composite photo blending two of my original photos, the unknown soldier I encountered on the beach one day and the Union Jack through raindrops on a window at a seaside residence, then layered with Poppies and the Sun created in ChatGPT, to complete the atmosphere.
Today in the UK it's Remembrance Sunday
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On Canada Remembrance Day
Lest we forget
I was inspired by a short and powerful poem “Soldati” written in the First World War by an Italian poet Ungaretti (1888 – 1970)
Soldati
Si sta come
d’autunno
sugli alberi
le foglie
Translation into English
Soldiers
We’re like
The leaves
of the trees
in autumn
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Ken "smudger" Smith of the Duke of Cornwall Light Infantry paying his respects to his best friend who he lost in the Battle for Normandy.
www.facebook.com/dday.overlord/posts/ken-smudger-smith-ba...
The above link takes you too a Facebook post dedicated to the bravery of a very unassuming man.
What do you see when you look at this picture, do you know what history this picture holds? Are you bothered what history it holds? Is is just a picture or does it evoke different feelings when you look at it.
Are you looking at the image from an artistic point of view or an historical one, have you captured a similar image and thought should I take that picture, will I upset people if I take it.
I would love you to comment on what you feel when you see this image. I won't right now put what I feel because I do not want to sway your comment in anyway.
But please look at this picture closely and comment using one word what you feel when you have viewed the image.
Thank You!
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remembrance_Day
Armistice Day was declared on 11 November 1918 and Big Ben sounded on the hour at 11am – the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. This weekend's two-minute silence will commence at precisely that time, marking exactly 100 years to the second the First World War came to an end.
"May every Sunrise hold more Promise and every Sunset hold more Peace" ~ Anon.
A Poppy I photographed back on Midsummer's Day, uploaded today to commemorate Armistice Day HBW!
Sharing one of my favourite war poems - High Flight (an Airman's Ecstasy) allpoetry.com/High-Flight-(an-Airman's-Ecstasy)
This link gives information on the young America Spitfire pilot who wrote this famous poem. He died in 1941 aged just 19 years allpoetry.com/John-Gillespie-Magee-Jr
Photo 54/100 for the 100 Flowers 2020 group.
“Lest we forget” – three very simple, yet also very powerful words. First used in an 1897 poem written by Rudyard Kipling called “Recessional”, to mark Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee, they caution us to be careful not to forget.
As we take a moment this Armistice Day to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice for our peace, prosperity and stability, and those who fight today to protect us still, let us also hope that conflicts around the world will come to a swift conclusion.
Armistice Day or Remembrance Day is a memorial day observed in Commonwealth member states since the end of the First World War to honour armed forces members who have died in the line of duty. It falls on the 11th of November every year. Remembrance Day is marked at eleven o’clock (the time that the armistice was declared) with a minute’s silence to honour the fallen. Following a tradition inaugurated by King George V in 1919, the day is also marked by war remembrances in many non-Commonwealth countries.
"In Flanders fields
the Poppies blow
between the crosses,
row on row,
that mark our place
and in the sky
the Larks,
still bravely singing, fly
scarce heard amid
the guns below."
- John McCrae, In Flanders Fields (1915)
Soundtrack : youtu.be/jhdFe3evXpk?si=mdVMJEOoqoNjKW5G
Brothers in Arms, Dire Straits
The child soldier
becomes a man
once his eyes are open to war
His childhood a distant memory
as he wonders what
he's fighting for
Knee-deep in mud
the trenches furrow
the bitter cold
and wet seeps through
He wonders if
he'll see the morrow
and if there's anything
he can do
It seems so futile the daily grind
repetitive and tedious
He has but one goal in his mind
but to reach it
he must be insidious
The wide-eyed innocence
left this boy
the moment that he landed
He saw the horrors
heard the cries
of the previous soldiers
now disbanded
Surely his unit
would make the change
regain the ground
the others lost
They'd barely practiced
on the firing range
and now they were forced
to count the cost
He wrote a letter to his mother
that final night before the dawn
He recalled his sisters
and his brother
the childhood pranks
the golden corn
the high teas in the nursery
and playing croquet on the lawn
the scholarship; the bursary
his best friend won
whom now he mourns
So pointless this; the act of war
the loss of life
piled higher and higher
War is a leveller
of rich and poor
the divide now closed
within the mire
He pondered now
as he lay cold
upon this barren land
his teenage years
now truth be told
had slipped away
like grains of sand
That final night
he prayed and cried
for all he wouldn't see
So far from home
the turning tide
all the things he wouldn't be
He tried to sleep
but sleep will come
tomorrow all too soon
He stared into the blackest sky
no clouds
no stars
no Moon
He closed his eyes
until sleep came
and never opened them again
The war that
never knew his name
swept through him
like a hurricane
His mother saw the telegram
and knew what it contained
the child she'd raised
who loved homemade jam
was missing, dead or maimed
With trembling hands
and heavy-hearted
she took the missive
and tore it open
Her grief began
when they had parted
but she prayed
and part of her was still hoping
The worst news that
a mother receives
cannot be told in words
It is rooted deep within
her heart believes
in silence
the grief cannot be heard
- AP
My poem and artwork were inspired by John McCrae's poem, In Flanders Fields
In memory of all those who served, suffered and made the ultimate sacrifice in countless wars and dedicated also to all those still suffering the atrocities of war worldwide.
Artistic process : A fine-art mixed-media composite dedicated to Remembrance Day on 11th November. The core baseline of this artwork originates from an original photograph I captured, on my COOLPIX P900, of a shop window's commemorative display. I then imported and creatively reimagined my raw shot within ChatGPT, using digital tools to transform the original composition into a stylised, atmospheric tribute.
EXIF from original base photograph : 4608x3456 16MP ISO1600 80mm 0.0ev F3.5 1"
© 2026 Poppy Cocqué. All rights reserved.
“Lest we forget” – three very simple, yet also very powerful words. First used in an 1897 poem written by Rudyard Kipling called “Recessional”, to mark Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee, they caution us to be careful not to forget.
As we take a moment this Armistice Day to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice for our peace, prosperity and stability, and those who fight today to protect us still, let us also hope that conflicts around the world will come to a swift conclusion, not least of all in Ukraine and in Gaza. One human hand it very powerful. It can be raised in anger and inflict pain, or it can be raised in peace and bring comfort and joy. Lest we forget.
Armistice Day or Remembrance Day is a memorial day observed in Commonwealth member states since the end of the First World War to honour armed forces members who have died in the line of duty. It falls on the 11th of November every year. Remembrance Day is marked at eleven o’clock (the time that the armistice was declared) with a minute’s silence to honour the fallen. Following a tradition inaugurated by King George V in 1919, the day is also marked by war remembrances in many non-Commonwealth countries.
for our ANZACS
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Armistice Day , on November 11, commemorates the signing of the armistice between the Allies and Germany at 11am on November 11, 1918 - Take Two Minutes of Silence to remember those killed in the two World Wars and the 12,000 British servicemen killed or injured since 1945.
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SCOUT: "Hullo Paddy!"
PADDY: "Hullo Scout! What are you doing?"
SCOUT: "Well I was just about to see if you wou..." *Pauses and gasps.* "Ooooooh! Paddy! What a beautiful big red poppy! Woooowwww! It is soooo beautiful!"
PADDY: "Oh!" *Looks down at crochet woollen poppy. "Oh thank you Scout."
SCOUT: "You don't usually wear a poppy on your mackintosh, Paddy."
PADDY: "No, I don't. I am just trying it on as I prepare to wear it on Wednesday."
SCOUT: "Oh!" *Puts paw to mouth.* "Why are you going to be wearing the poppy on Wednesday, Paddy? Is it World Poppy Day?"
PADDY: "Well... not quite, Scout. Wednesday is the 11th of November, and the 11th of November is Remembrance Day."
SCOUT: "Remember what, Paddy? Tea time?"
PADDY: "No! No! No, Scout! Remembrance Day is a day when we observe a moment of silence for those who have fought for us so that everybody and everybear can live in peace and freedom."
SCOUT: "Ooooohhhh..." *Puts paw to mouth again.* "That is important to do, Paddy! Soldiers and sailors and airbears do a very good job of keeping us safe, and allowing us to live in peace and happiness with Daddy and everybear."
PADDY: "Indeed yes, dear Scout."
SCOUT: "But Paddy?" *Scratches head with paw.* "Why wear a poppy?"
PADDY: "Well, Scout. That is quite a story."
SCOUT: "Ooooohhh!" *jumps up and down with excitement. "I love a good story, Paddy. Is it a faerie tale?"
PADDY: "Well, no Scout, but it is a very special story."
SCOUT: "Please tell me the story, Paddy."
PADDY: "Well Scout, the tradition of wearing a poppy for Remembrance Day began during the Great War (1914-1918). Much of the fighting in Belgium and northern France took place in an area called Flanders. After battles, red poppies were among the first flowers to grow in the devastated ground that had been churned up by artillery fire. In May 1915, Canadian military doctor Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae wrote a famous poem, 'In Flanders Fields' after the death of a friend in battle during the war."
SCOUT: "Oh that is soooo sad, Paddy!" *Saddened.*
PADDY: "It is, Scout, but the poem is very beautiful. The poem describes poppies growing among soldiers' graves and helped make the flower a powerful symbol of remembrance. After the war, an American academic named Moina Michael was inspired by McCrae's poem. In 1918 she began promoting the red poppy as a symbol of remembrance for those who had died in the war."
SCOUT: "Oh that was very good of her, Paddy! It is important to remember those fallen soldiers."
PADDY: "It is, Scout, but here is an interesting coincidence. At about the same time as Moina Michael was promoting poppies for remembrance in Canada, a French woman named Anna Guérin, promoted the sale of artificial poppies to raise money for war widows, orphans, veterans, and communities devastated by the conflict."
SCOUT: "Gosh! That is a lovely coincidence, Paddy. And the idea caught on?"
PADDY: "It did indeed, Scout! Now we wear poppies to remember those who have fought and fallen in war, those who fought and survived, and those who fight for us still."
SCOUT: "That is so special, dear Paddy. I think I would like a poppy to remember on Remembrance Day too! And..." *Preens.* "I will look very pretty wearing it too!" *Preens more.*
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his mackintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his mackintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Poignant poppies outside Cromer church. The purple poppies commemorate animals that were killed in the world wars. This memorial to the fallen is particularly fitting as the North Norfolk coast between Sheringham and Mundesley is often referred to as Poppyland after a book of the same name by the poet Clement Scott.
Anything goes 2021 - Composite
This is a composite of three images. The angel is from The Rock cemetery in Nottingham. The poppies (added as a texture layer) are from photo I took in 2014, at the Tower of London for the centenary of the outbreak of the first world war (image in comments). The headstone in the bottom left is in Wilford Hill cemetery in West Bridgford. It's a Commonwealth grave marker to commemorate our war dead.
I hope this is a fitting tribute for brave men and women everywhere who lost their lives while trying to save their country so we might have our freedom.
Lest We forget.
HSS
Today is Remembrance Day.
We pause for a minute at 1100 hours on 11/11 each year to remember. The time and date were chosen to commemorate the end of World War l and was originally known as Armistice Day and renamed Remembrance Day after World War ll.
The Eternal Flame at Melbourne's Shrine of Remembrance.
Battle of Britain Memorial Flight (BBMF) - No1 Group - RAF Coningsby - Battle of Britain Air Show - Duxford - Cambridgeshire.
Tyne Cot Commonwealth War Graves Cemetery and Memorial to the Missing is a Commonwealth War Graves Commission burial ground for the dead of the First World War in the Ypres Salient on the Western Front. It is the largest cemetery for Commonwealth forces in the world, for any war
An experience I will never forget