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Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Poem ~ Tragedy Of The Belgian Prince, Thursday 9 August 1917 - Sunday 12 August 1917

Source: File: Two Survivors of the Belgian Prince. See an original image at: <http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-northern-ireland-40831765> [Accessed 06 August 2017]

A steamer, Belgian Prince, out at sea
Some 200 miles from Irish coastline,
With a crew of varied origins - they
Included an American black man,
William Snell and a man of Tyneside
Thomas Bowman - Chief Engineer.

Built by Laing James and Sons Ltd
In 1904, the cargo ship was built
To reach 10.5 knots - The Belgian
Prince then owned by Prince Line.
Tuesday 31 July 1917, Thomas
Bowman was on deck; time 8 p.m.

175 miles distant from Tory Island
On Donegal coast, a German sub
U 55 was on a mission to sink any
Allied shipping - commanded by
Oberleutnant zur See Wilhelm
Werner; Belgian Prince was seen.

The U boat's engines were thrown
Into action and a course was begun.
The U boat launched a first torpedo.
Then struck Belgian Prince lurched
Sideways - chief engineer Thomas
Bowman fell on deck, hit by debris.

Boat's crew of 42 men took action
As the vessel gave a list, taking
To the lifeboats. Once in the water
The submarine came alongside
Fired on the disabled Belgian Prince
To foil attempts to call assistance.

The crew in the lifeboats were
Ordered by the U55 to remain
Alongside - with no other choice
They did so - a veteran of close
Escapes Thomas Bowman, told
How they were ordered aboard.

Among the 42 standing on the
Submarines deck Captain Hassan
Was separated and taken below -
Their prize from steamer Belgian
Prince that now hung limp in sea -
U boat crew focused on the crew.

While some took axes to the life
Boats other Germans removed
The lifebelts from all but 8 men;
Told to strip off their outer clothing -
Oars, balers and gratings were
Taken from the smashed lifeboats.

Without any consideration of 41
Men’s lives, the U55 crew climbed
Into their vessel and closed the
Hatches - Thomas Bowman told
How the U boat began to move
To wash them all into the waves.

One of eight Thomas Bowman
Still wore a life belt - a number
Of his fellow crew floundered
In the water to be pulled under
By the U55's swell - others swum
Back to the wrecked steamer.

By then the submarine was two
Miles distant, their Captain's fate
Unknown - hanging in water was
2nd Cook William Snell, of Florida
Jacksonville, and able Seaman
George Silessi; time passed.

The youngest apprentice aged 16,
Edward Sharp was calling out
For assistance - Bowman dived
Back into water and swam
To the boy to reassure the lad -
Bowman held him above water.

Hours passed into darkness,
As the figures left were carried
By the sea. Thomas attempted
To keep Edward awake but
The lad losing consciousness
Succumbed to exposure - he had
To let the boy drift from his hold.

Midnight was judged to pass
Still in darkened hours - the final
Survivors waited for daylight -
Finally some time after dawn,
Emerged on the sea the floating
Hulk of steamer Belgian Prince.

Smoke still drifted up from wreck
As Thomas Bowman summed
Energy to crawl through water,
When an explosion from debri
Halted chance to reach any kind
Of safety; around him were bodies.

Crewmates hung limp in the water -
In their isolation two others were
Still alive - able Seaman George
Silessi had already returned to their
Stricken steamer, to remain for hours
When a submarine lifted from sea.

While not certain this was the same
That had attacked them, Silessi saw
Numbers of Germans climb aboard
To claim any loot - Silessi slipped
Away into the water and made for
For the remains of a small boat.

William Snell, the American cook
Had also spent the same hours
Afloat, having concealed lifebelt
Under his clothing - time and water
Had caused him to drift in distance;
In daylight he saw Belgian Prince.

Holding onto his life Snell began
To head back towards the wreck -
At some distance he judged a mile,
Snell paused - close to the Prince
He saw the black U boat shape
To believe Germans had returned.

Stalling his return by his hesitation
He saw the final act to finish her -
The deck gun flashed twice with
A crack upon the hulk, the Belgian
Prince by her stern, finally sank -
He could do nothing but watch.

The slowly rising sun suggested
7 a.m. - was William Snell the only
Man left? The U-boat vanished to an
Underwater route, when little more
Than an hour later, a British boat
Found 3 survivors with 39 dead.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1917. Murder On The High Seas - Hums Fiendish Callousness. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 04 August 1917. P.8. Col.3. Available at: <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12214750/Daily-Telegraph-August-4-1917.html> [Accessed: 09 August 2017].

Source:  McCauley. C. File: BBC News: World War One: The sinking of the SS Belgian Prince 100 years on. Available at: <http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-northern-ireland-40831765> [Accessed 09 August 2017]

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 09 August 2017). 



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Sunday, 6 August 2017

Poem ~ Fighting Above The Mud, Monday 6 August 1917 - Wednesday 8 August 1917


Source: File: German Aerodrome. See an original image at: <http://www.earlyaeroplanes.com/archive/image5/GermanAerodromes.jpg> [Accessed 06 August 2017]

Winter in August enshrouded
In dankness; an army dug in as well
As they could into a swampland.
Vile Flemish weather created
Glutinous mud; shell holes as ponds.

As insects in a ploughed field
Walking wounded made their way as
Best they could, trying to avoid
Shelling arriving at clearing
Stations, as weary figures of mud. 

The foulest of weather was not
Confined to ground, where in the air
The forces of aircraft did not
Hesitate to take part over
Enemy territory to create havoc.

31 July saw keen embarkation
Of eager airmen to add their part,
Swooping low over marching
Heads of enemy to scatter
Them, or taking bombs to camps.

These airmen often flying low
At tree height - as one air pilot did
Till coming to an aerodrome.
He targeted the hangers - those
On ground initially saw him as own.

Then a bomb hit the first hanger
Causing panic, whilst he swooped
To the open doors firing inside -
Lifting, soaring to the second
Shed to provide a gift of a bomb.

A third hanger took another
Bomb; a delay in the handle's action
Sent fourth bomb onto ground
Near to a railway siding, close
To a train - the Germans took aim.

They fired at the English
Plane but the pilot undeterred led
Straight into them in return
Of fire, to scatter them about -
At 20ft to target the sheds again.

Firing last of his bullets the pilot
Lifted away to a cloud. With renewed
Ammunition this aerodrome
Saw the return of the flyer so
Low to skim the ground again,
Firing into hangers on mechanics.

Having left that aerodrome
In disarray, the English pilot came
Across two German officers
On horseback, to dive low
Over their heads; the horses bolted.

Further along from a height
the pilot swooped to a marching
German column, letting loose
Fire In their midst, they scattered
To seek safety in ditch and hedge.

Having used all ammunition
The pilot retreated to fix a third
Drum - he emerged from
Cloud to discover German
Craft in pursuit in ariel battle.

In evasive action and
Reaction the three fought briefly,
Until in pursuit a German
Crashed to ground to see
A German crowd gather round.

Without hesitation he turned
Again and targeted the crowd.
The British pilot left them
To encounter a civil train
Finishing bullets returned to base.

by Jamie Mann.

Gibb.P,1917. Heroic Airman In The Battle Of Flanders -Amazing Exploits. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 03 August 1917. P.5. Col.5-6. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12214748/Daily-Telegraph-August-3-1917.html [Accessed: 06 August 2017].

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 06 August 2017). 



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Thursday, 3 August 2017

Poem ~ Battle's Deluge, Friday 3 August 1917 - Sunday 5 August 1917


Source: File: Impression Sketch of Mud: Gilbert Rogers. See an original image at: <https://artuk.org/discover/artworks/mud-6619/search/actor:rogers-gilbert-18811956/page/1/view_as/grid> 
[Accessed 03 August 2017]

Rain, not just any old rain but heavy rain -
Wednesday 1 August 1917 - deceitfully
Mirrored an English Summer's day across
Flanders plains. Whilst hurried umbrellas
Populated English streets, the Tommy
And Poilu faced storm clouds; a job was
Underway for the third battle for Ypres.

A telegram penned by Sir Douglas Haig,
Written midday of the first August day,
Told of endless rainfall for 24 hours.
Through the darkness of sodden night,
An English line lay south of the Canal
Between Ypres-Comines - northwards
The enemy counter attacks opened up.

The heavy German counter attacks
Were actively repulsed, but by what
Cost? Ground held by allied artillery
In darkness, held onto the railway
Line between Ypres-Roulers - against
All odds night raids proved a success.

Raids include Bois Grenier - another
Telegram followed ten hours later  -
Haig told of further fierce counter
Attacks formed in strength northeast
Of Ypres, between the ground
St Julien and Westhoek - the allies
Held on against the enemy forces.

They clung to higher grounds taken
Tuesday - despite stubborn exchanges
Those advanced troops were forced
From St Julien - while Westhoek
Village experienced determined
Enemy; western outskirts were held.
Another operation had success.

A battle front line was redrawn,
Over Zillebeke- Zandvoorde road.
Fighting, as Haig wrote, continued
From afternoon at Reulers-Ypres
Railways lines, while Yser canal
Ground was gained on east side -
But do not envision a clean picture.

Rain, rain, rain over 24 hours - such
A consistent downpour like a grey
Steel blur - a salient in 360 degrees
Found the air awash. July had been
Fine, but delays for French readiness
Coincided with unrepentant rain -
Soaking, filthy and endlessly pouring.

In contrast rain elsewhere funnelled
By solid homes, where civil people
Emerged from doors to hurry along.
Young children might leap to slam
Feet hard into puddles, their mothers
Reprimand such childish behaviour;
A boot slides in Passchendaele mud.

Weighed down soldiers; a barrage of
Speeding shells slicing through rain
Slam into soft ground - a dank earth
Skewered by rain pellets and machine
Shells - both collide to explode forth
Spews of liquid mud clouds - amid
All this frail, determined men fought.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1917. Allied Advance In Flanders - Fierce Counter-Attacks - Over 5,000 Prisoners. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 01 August 1917. P.5. Col.4. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12214749/Daily-Telegraph-August-2-1917.html [Accessed: 01 August 2017].

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 01 August 2017). 



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Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Poem ~ A Battle Opens - Wednesday, 1 August 1917

Source: File: German prisoners and British wounded crossing a duck board bridge over the Yser Canal. Near Boesinghe, 31 July 1917. See an original image at: <https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:The_Battle_of_Passchendaele,_July-november_1917_Q5726.jpg> [Accessed 01 August 2017]

One day had started - 'the day of battle
The world had waited for began.'
Such were words of war correspondent
Philip Gibbs - formed in acts of battle
Tactics; did that world include Germany?

Over land between Boesinghe to River
Lys, shoulder-to-shoulder French
And allied troopers began the fight - after
Intensity of bombardment and offence
Opened to soften the German side.

Along a 15-mile front French made their
Approaches over allied left shoulder.
Despite poor weather, the sector of Ypres
Neighbour villages fell from German
Hands - Steenstraete soon succumbed.

The Poilu had made great advances
In protection of the allied left flank -
Taking objectives within first few hours,
Two miles into enemy occupation
Another objective formed, Bixschoote.

In south easterly directions the mass
Of Poilu's advanced into Kortekeer,
Cabaret village - with other communes
Soon to follow - short hours later
German counter attacks were halted. 

From their centralised push the British
Made gain of two miles - objectives
Of Steebeek river crossings were taken.
With formation of two assurgent
Systems, assaults opened on targets.

St Julien, Frezenberg, Pikem along
With Verlorenhoek - strongholds
Of woods and farms reformed under
Hands of British - on the south
Flank first objectives were also gained.

Sanctuary Wood and Hooge village -
while Westhoek village witnessed
A vicious struggle - a mile reportedly
Taken. All about counter attacks
Were faced and held on: stalemate.

Success upon success - all within
Initial hours of fight to suggest
Great gains. Reports promised battle
Wins the world had awaited -
This might just be the breakthrough.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1917. Great Battle Of Flanders. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 01 August 1917. P.5. Col.4. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/12214747/Daily-Telegraph-August-1-1917.html [Accessed: 01 August 2017].

Mann, J., 2016. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 01 August 2017). 



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