Behind us lay the homely shore
With youthful memories aureoled;
A sky of dazzling blue before,
We sailed a sea of molten gold.
To our old haven we return;
By smoky hills as grey as mud
We see the sullen sunset burn
Malignant on a lake of blood.
Yes, we return: but memory roams
A foul, bleak age of pain that yields
The smoke and flame of ruined homes,
The muck of cannon-pitted fields.
Transports
John Le Gay Brereton
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Poem topics: memory, pain, sea, sky, sunset, blue, shore, flame, gold, return, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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