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SAPPER HILL
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Falklands 82 THE GRANITE WAS COLD ,
WHILE THE YELLOW AND WHITE LICHEN SCRAPED THE SKIN .
BUT THE VIEW WAS MAGNIFICENT.
TO THE LEFT THE SEA,
PLACID BLUE.
THE RED AND GREEN COLOURED ROOFS
WHICH CONTOURED ALONG IT’S SHORES.
LIKENED TO AN ARTISTS UPTURNED PAINT BOX .
SPLASHING COLOUR ,
OVER THE OTHERWISE BLAND YELLOW LANDSCAPE.
TO THE RIGHT SAPPER HILL ,
THE MAIN FOCUS OF ATTENTION .
WHERE NEATH THE SMALL PUFFS OF BLACK AND WHITE SMOKE .
THE BLACK ANT LIKE FIGURES SCURRIED ,
TO AND FRO .
THE LONE HELICOPTERS ARRIVAL SIGNALLED THE END .
WE HAD WATCHED IN SMALL DISPASSIONATE GROUPS ,
WHILST DEATH HAD RAINED DOWN BEFORE US .
THERE BEING APPARENTLY ,
A FINE LINE BETWEEN ATTRITION AND SLAUGHTER .
HELMETS OFF, BERETS ON .
WE MOVED DOWN THE RIDGE INTO THE VALLEY.
TOWARDS STANLEY .
© Jim Love
