Cenotaph, Whitehall, London


Distant artillery boomed,

the clock tolled.
The crowd fell into a mighty hush.

The deep abyss of quiet was filled with silent memories.

Together we walked
down empty corridors
searching for their fallen comrades.

Unfolding generations of desolation;
Uncles, grandfathers, fathers never known.
Sweethearts and wives and mothers
crumpled and wilted,

like cut flowers left too long wrapped in paper.

In this silent chasm
a child wailed,
inconsolable in his grief.

– Melinda Schwakhofer, 2010

Battle of Britain Monument, London


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