Friday, March 5, 2010


                                           Brenda Bryant


When I was a child in the Second World War,
Searchlights were often seen
Criss-crossing each other across the sky;
Part of the wartime scene.
They sought out the enemy droning in,
For bombs would soon be dropped.
They switched off after the planes had gone
And the battle-cries had stopped.
The beams of those lights were lovely,
Though they filled our hearts with dread;
And none of us liked to be woken
When we were asleep in bed.
Now I see such lights in the evening sky
When the day is nearly done.
I feel blessed to be able to watch the beams
From a beneficent sun.
Searchlights in World War Two

A very different Wartime memory here:


nonizamboni said...

Lovely photo and even lovelier poem. It makes me happy to know that those days are behind you and that the rays you see leave you peace.

Johnny Nutcase said...

beautiful sun rays!

Jacqui said...

Love this - what a moving poem, and perfect shot to go with it.

uberrhund said...

Beautiful pale rays of sunlight.
Evocative poem as well, I enjoy when a poem/story/song lets me enter the place it occupies, thanks!

Carol said...

Beautiful beams in one...frightful in the other...both presented graciously...

Bill said...

Beautiful shot with the sun rays protruding from the clouds.

Tara R. said...

Wonderful prose... such hard memories. The sun shining through the clouds are lovely.

Light and Voices said...

Simply divine!
Joyce USA

indicaspecies said...

Brilliant shot of those clouds and the beams of sunlight.

Laura said...

Such a beautiful photo and thoughtful poem...thank you for sharing a bit of your memories with us here...I'm so happy for you that your connection to light beams across the sky has been transformed through time.

LadyFi said...

Pretty shot of the sun's kind searchlights...

mrsnesbitt said...

Wonderful! Love the matching of the 2 images! Inspiring!

Anonymous said...

The sun rays do resemble a search light. Meaningful poem to go along with the picture.

Lorac said...

My Mom has often told me of the same experience of lights sirens and even Buzz Bombs! It must have been frightening. Wonderful that your sky today shows only good beams of light!

Margaret Gosden said...

Yes. Great photo - very reminiscent of those days, the rime so telling! Good catch!