Sunday, 28 August 2016

Poem ~ Somme Sketches - Monday, 28 August 1916 - Tuesday, 29 August 1916


Source: File: wounded smile for the camera
First World War Hidden History. See an original image at: <https://firstworldwarhiddenhistory.wordpress.com/page/2/> [Accessed 28 August 2016]

Among the wounded travelling
Home for convalescence, officers
Gave sketches of their experience -
A second lieutenant told of laying
Lines to the front; the signallers
To number sixteen, had a 'hot time.'

Rolling out communication wires
Only two men were left unscathed,
But the lines were successfully
Laid. At Bazentin le Grand a colonel
Praised the work as 'best event' -
All ran to clockwork by artillery.

Shells were pumped 30 to the minute,
Turning heat up on the enemy - while
Lewis guns sprayed across the
Field - they caught a haughty general,
Whose dismal look was reflected in
His refusal to speak to the colonel.

Another second lieutenant spoke
How his Brodie hat would become
A souvenir - a 'ping' of a tap as he
Laid in a shell hole - then a thump
To his crown, after which he found
The steel helmet had a bullet indent.

Furthermore surprise came with
A jagged inch sized hole, where
A bit of 'shrap' marked how close
Matters were - spending  a further
Three hours there without a scratch;
At 20 yards, shells burst both ways.

In the Army Service Corps a second
Lieutenant told how life could be
Very unquiet in their logistical role
To supply army - at Maricourt taking
Up the limbered wagons something
Of a 6in howitzer cut him down.

In commenting about Guillemont
A Captain also praised the artillery,
At rate of pumping hell at the Boche;
'Marvelous' - one private added how
Shelling was relentless night or day;
Safety generally better at the front line.

Communication trenches had proved
Little use - the private and others
Had conveyed rations down a route,
When a German 5.9 shell hit - this
Crump sent 14 of them sideways -
A corporal from High Wood agreed.

One keen skill among the men was
Ability to load and fire machine guns -
They had put the wind up the Boche,
Surely they could not take much more?
He had gained his Blighty ticket down
At High wood, thanks to a 'Bon Santy.'

Close to Glatz Redoubt a Captain
Told of the wonders of the batteries,
Spitting at such a rate to see 30 shells
At a time in the air - one proud private
Told of filling his tunic with souvenirs,
Although someone pinched them all.

Work at Trones Wood was to convey
Masses of Small Arms Ammunition
And rations, a big issue being water -
Thirst built quickly in the heat, while
Flies and the stench of hundreds of
Dead put a taint on all food and drink.

Souvenirs taken from three Boche
Included a clip of cartridges - one
Was opened to find liquid contents;
They concluded poisoned bullets - in
One trip to Trones the private was hit,
As another private was knocked out.

A bomb hitting his foot had exploded -
But the German stuff were known to
Be poor quality - had it been friendly
Fire he would have been killed outright,
Noting Hun's lazy habits to stay in deep
Dugouts only worked against them.

One corporal's claim was Tommy's
Skill to crawl forwards, as they had
At Guillemot having no trenches -
A shared belief was how Boch close
To being finished - in his experience
The Hun quickly held their hands up.

By Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1916. Battlefield Souvenirs - Boche Fire At Wounded. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 25 August 1916. P.5. Col.2. Available at: <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12212859/Daily-Telegraph-August-25-1916.html> [Accessed: 28 August 2016].

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 28 August 2016). 


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