Monday, April 25, 2011

The World in Red and Blue

Turks celebrating ANZAC Day with old enemies.

Today is ANZAC DAY in Australasia,
And flags will wave, a sea of red and blue,
And so I thought I'd list the red-and-blueness
Of the Planet and show photos (one or two!)

When Politicians had their say in Britain,
All vying for the top job as P.M.
The Workers came along to get things ready
And here's a casual photograph of them.

Somewhere there's been a recent game of football.
I can't recall which team is featured here,
But the uniforms which feature red-and-blueness,
Make supporters raise a very lusty cheer.
And, finally, of course, we come to Thailand,
Where Protestors line the streets and flags are waved.
It seems when there is something BIG to feature
Blue-and-red are colours we have always craved.


And is it nearly a hundred years since I died at Gallipoli?
And is it nearly a hundred years that they've been remembering me?
The waters of the Aegean gleam like crystal way below,
The jagged cliffs are wattle-strewn as they were so long ago.
My spirit hovers peacefully, my bones are buried deep;
Quietly, we young boys lie; undisturbed we sleep.
When first he came to visit us, when the carnage was still new,
The bugler stood alone and sad, sad were the notes he blew.
A handful of mourners stood about, despondent in their grief,
The atmosphere was reverent, painful beyond belief.
But now the bugler brings with him those on 'The Pilgrimage';
They mass on every promontory; they cluster on every ridge.
Thousands of 'Pilgrims' in green and gold, many, young men like me,
Travel across the ocean to see what they can see.
The prayers I'm sure are heartfelt, the patriotism fine,
But does their Anzac Cove, today, remotely resemble mine?
The blood, the guts, the screams, the cries, the bodies strewn around;
The horses in their agony lying on the ground.
The stench, the filth, the pain, the grief, the crying out for 'Mother!'
Australia gaining nationhood in a war that was like no other?
Now they come in their T-shirts, some saying 'I'VE BEEN THERE!'
The rowdy Aussie slogans are ringing through the air.
The shishkebabs are on the stalls, sold by wily Turkish vendors!
'Boy meets girl at Galipolli'! Parties and midnight 'benders' !
I was about your age, way back, longing to sow wild oats,
But I ended up being shot at, and cutting peoples' throats!
And you sweethearts, will you ever know the waiting and the pain?
They say mine died of a broken heart.... my sweetheart..... her name was Jane.
The Lone Pine Cemetery sacred lies, and there the mood is calm,
The atmosphere is reverent, the prayers fall like a balm.
But outside the gates they're partying, thousands on a spree.
Enjoy yourselves, young gentlemen.
It's all the same to me.


LV said...

Loved seeing and learning more about things you enjoy in your country. Very nice touches of blue.

SmilingSally said...

Thanks for sharing these beautiful blues.

Happy Blue Monday, Brenda.

Please correct the link to Blue Monday to read:

A Woman's Note - kat said...

Beautiful blues and thanks for sharing this to us.

Happy BM.

black eyed susans kitchen said...

Red and blue classic have some very interesting pictures here!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Really? Were Australia and Turkey enemies at one time? I never knew...


The seeker of ruby and red
Will not let green go to her head;
Instead she will seek
Her senses to pique
With cherry and crimson instead.

© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Altar with Hints of Red

Jan n Jer said...

Great blue n red pics. Nice to learn the story behind them!

Dinah said...

thanks for the colorful pictures! specially love the behind the scenes ;-)

Ruby Tuesday

forgetmenot said...

Love the different shots of "red and blue"--lovely post. Mickie :)