Thursday, 20 August 2009

the old grenadiers

you’re 96 years
thy image
an old Grenadier

at my age seem to be past doing
but these particulars are not
my measure:
overthrow 3 bad falls

oh the old Grenadiers the servants, the soldier-servants
don’t create alarms
just keep idling away

red medal round my neck
in defeat
this day I forgot

lay on the floor to the weary night
though new-fangled ill
this old dog’s prouder still

Ron Miles (Curzon) 1st July 2009

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