Bluff Cove
We arrived like thieves in the night.
The darkness cloaking us ,hiding us,
Rendering us invisible .
We swarmed over the land,
Making it ours .
The smoke rising from the chimney .
Chinks of light ,
split the night like laser beams.
While Inside the building a young boy closed his eyes.
By the light of his cakes flickering candles he blew.
With a slight tap on the door ,
we made his wish come true .
Author's Notes/Comments:
In May 1982 during the battle for the Falkland Islands.I was with a group of 2Para who flew to Bluff Cove settlement in a captured Chinnok helicopter.
We arrived in total darkness and surrounded the farm buildings.Maj.D Farrarh Hockley,Capt.JNE Watson and myself covered by 81 other paratroopers, knocked on the door.
Inside they were celebrating their youngest son's birthday. He had just blown out the candles,when we knocked.
He'd wished that the British Army would come and save them.
i liked this a lot! i'm just sayin'
Hello, I really enjoyed this poem, clear and precise writing, and very emotional.I have written a poem on Simon Weston,(Welsh Guard), after reading this I think i will post it. Am dipping into your writings, and thoroughly enjoying them. Thanks for comment on Dunkirk. Best as always, David.L.
This is a heart-warming and very feeling type of poem! I really enjoyed it too!!!!!
very well written. I enjoyed it!
very well written. I enjoyed it!
it's a quirk of life
smaltze but true
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!