Break of Day in the Trenches

Tormented by the screams and yells

By the demons for living hell.

By seeing so many that say goodbye

And others that just Die.

I wanted to go. But there’s no way

A little girl came and saved the day

By showing me another way,

She gave me love,

She gave me a kiss and a hug

I decided not to go.

To stay here and see her grow.

Every night I can’t sleep,

I think of the nights I stayed in war,

The sensation of bombing all around

When in my house there is not a sound.

I feel like I wanna go,

I just wanna end this,

but I just can’t let it show.

I have a girl that needs me,

So I will just stay here,

Thanks my Girl

Gaby Lopez

Mood

And keep the pain inside.

So it won’t affect my child

That will be a bride.

I can’t show the pain

That is with me every day.

When I remember that young solider die

When he looked at me,

With tears in his eyes

He looked at me and a round went through his head,

And that is when I notice that he was dead.

I didn’t know what to do ,

I just continued to fire my gun

Until I couldn’t see the sun.

When war was over

I came back home,

Seeing a little girl

That gave me life and joy .

She grew up, and now she is going to have a baby boy.

Tormented by the screams and yells

By the demons for living hell.

By seeing so many that say goodbye

And others that just Die.

I wanted to go. But there’s no way

A little girl came and saved the day

By showing me another way,

She gave me love,

She gave me a kiss and a hug

I decided not to go.

To stay here and see her grow.

Every night I can’t sleep,

I think of the nights I stayed in war,

The sensation of bombing all around

When in my house there is not a sound.

I feel like I wanna go,

I just wanna end this,

but I just can’t let it show.

I have a girl that needs me,

So I will just stay here,

And keep the pain inside.

So it won’t affect my child

That will be a bride.

I can’t show the pain

That is with me every day.

When I remember that young solider die

When he looked at me,

With tears in his eyes

He looked at me and a round went through his head,

And that is when I notice that he was dead.

I didn’t know what to do ,

I just continued to fire my gun

Until I couldn’t see the sun.

When war was over

I came back home,

Seeing a little girl

That gave me life and joy .

She grew up, and now she is going to have a baby boy.

Consonance

Break of Day in the Trenches

Imagery and Mood

This poem sheds a negative light on war by describing the soldiers and the damage done on the battlefield.

Less chanced than you for life,

Bonds to the whims of murder,

Sprawled in the bowels of the earth,

The torn fields of France.

What do you see in our eyes

At the shrieking iron and flame

Hurled through still heavens?

What quaver -what heart aghast?

Poppies whose roots are in mens veins

Drop, and are ever dropping;

But mine in my ear is safe,

Just a little white with the dust.

The darkness crumbles away

It is the same old druid Time as ever,

Only a live thing leaps my hand,

A queer sardonic rat,

As I pull the parapet's poppy

To sick behind my ear.

Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew

Your cosmopolitan sympathies,

Now you have touched this English Hand

You will do the same to a German

Soon,no doubt, if it be your pleasure

To cross the sleeping green between.

It seems you inwardly grin as you pass

Strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes,

Less chanced than you for life,

Bonds to the whims of murder,

Sprawled in the bowels of the earth,

The torn fields of France.

What do you see in our eyes

At the shrieking iron and flame

Hurled through still heavens?

What quaver -what heart aghast?

Poppies whose roots are in mens veins

Drop, and are ever dropping;

But mine in my ear is safe,

Just a little white with the dust.

The darkness crumbles away

It is the same old druid Time as ever,

Only a live thing leaps my hand,

A queer sardonic rat,

As I pull the parapet's poppy

To sick behind my ear.

Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew

Your cosmopolitan sympathies,

Now you have touched this English Hand

You will do the same to a German

Soon,no doubt, if it be your pleasure

To cross the sleeping green between.

It seems you inwardly grin as you pass

Strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes,

Visual

Tactile

Auditory

Gustatory

Olfactory

Alliteration

Consonance

The Theme of This Poem

Run

Consonance: you, knew (line 7)

The perspective of the poem is about a solider that wants to commit suicide. But didn't because he has a little girl at home. This poem is a ballad poem.The form was often used by poets and composers from the 18th century onwards to produce lyrical

ballads. In the later 19th century it

took on the meaning of a slow form

of popular love song and the term is

now often used as synonymous

with any love song, particularly the

pop or rock power ballad.

Assonance

The Form, Rhyme scheme and meter.

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The Form, Rhyme scheme and meter.

Alliteration

Our poem dose not have a rhyming scheme. Which makes our poem an open verse poem. These poems do not follow any structure that a traditional poem would. It can be any line length or meter.

Assonance

Alliteration: Live, leaps(line 3)

pull, parapet's, poppy(line 5)

fields, France (line 18)

What, what (line 22)

Drop, and, are, dropping (line 24)

Mine, my (line 25)

white, with (26)

This poem is a Elegy Poem

Elegy is a form of literature which can be defined as a poem or song in the form of elegiac couplets, written in honor of someone deceased. It typically laments or mourns the death of the individual.

The pattern is a A,A then B,B then C,C and so on.

Assonance: darkness, crumbles, away

(line 1)

Druid, time (line 2)

leaps, hand (Line 3)

Stick, behind (line 6)

cosmopolitan, sympathies (line 8)

sleeping, green (line 12)

chanced, than (line 15)

what, aghast (line 22)

drop, dropping (line 24)

HURRY HURRY

We need to move

Before the Rounds reach you

No more saying "Don't need to worry"

Because if you say their will be no glory

We need to get to the other side of the craters

FIRE FIRE

let it be the dezier

The dezier to love

and the pace that you will give

Worst Victim

Dezire

Theme

Is a about a solider encouraging

others to fight and to try to with this war. He is trying to help others.

The bullets aimed at him were sent

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My heart, my chest I tightly clench

Tears run down my face as I try to swallow a lump

I still hear your words of wisdom

I will always have the memories we share

I’ll miss all the times we had, so random

It’s so hard to believe your fate going there

As the night released its call

The fight was far from over

But they’ve lost the best soldier of all

They have lost my beloved brother.

Theme

Alliteration

The Form, Rhyme scheme and meter.

The perspective of the poem worst victim is of a sibling to a soldier who died in war. It shows how the sibling felt when they found out what happened to their brother and how they reminisced on the memories they had before he died.

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Assonance

The Form, Rhyme scheme and meter.