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Anzac Cove


There’s a lonely stretch of hillocks:
There’s a beach asleep and drear:
There’s a battered broken fort beside the sea.
There are sunken trampled graves:
And a little rotting pier:
And winding paths that wind unceasingly.
There’s a torn and silent valley:
There’s a tiny rivulet
With some blood upon the stones beside its mouth.
There are lines of buried bones:
There’s an unpaid waiting debt :
There’s a sound of gentle sobbing in the South.

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  • September 9, 2007
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    From guest Brett (contact)
    omg, this poem saved me heaps!! you havethe same title as another poem that i could not find for my assignment!!! plus your biography is here!!! way to go!!!


  • April 3, 2007
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    Anzac Cove the poem.

    From guest John Prewer (contact)
    Learned this poem in Primary School many years ago and still love the message.


  • March 11, 2007
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    very moving gun

    From guest bennny (contact)
    this is a very frightening place, althought he is a gun for living to 85 rs old


  • March 11, 2007
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    anzac cove

    From guest bennnny (contact)
    this poem is a classic example of war at gallipoli.This is a very haunting piece ... Gellert successfully catches the wistfulness that the desolate peninsula of Gallipoli, and cleverly inserts this into his words. it has inspired me to write my very own poem called antique


  • February 23, 2007
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    gun

    From guest sam (contact)
    what a gun he lived to 85 rs old

  • Master Domtos rose
    March 18, 2006
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    Moving

    This is a very haunting piece ... Gellert successfully catches the wistfulness that the desolate peninsula of Gallipoli, and cleverly inserts this into his words

  • ea
    February 13, 2006
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    deceptively simple and poignant.