Patching up the Crimson Field

 Have recently started watching a new BBC miniseries. And I have to say , it has really surprised me. It is an amazing series, not the typical world war drama- it has such depth , and I love how graphic they have made the horror of war appear, I really enjoy watching it . And Oona Chaplin is an amazing actress. Her eyes convey such depth and her character is so complex ; she definitely does a great job of communicating 'kittys' emotions. 

Aside from the series itself . I've always respected the war veterans , and everything they experienced. The beginning of the series shows a poppy been sewn together, I thought it represented so much. I had to write about it. Here it is :

Patching up the Crimson Field :


Mending the poppies 
Patching up the Crimson field
Don't let the wind whisp away the petals far.
Bring the flowers and lay them down.
By the cold stones planted in the ground.
Mend the wounds , patch up the crimson scars.
The trauma and memory , oh so distant but not so far.
Gather the harvest . The lives well loved. 
The battle well fought.
Keep in mind. Rest your head.
Eyes are heavy , but not for the bed.
Clasp the pictures gaze at fear.
Vision is cloudy , spirit is clear.
 Look to the Maker , look up to the sky .
Who ever thought it would be your time to -
The ground is brown no hope insight .
Gaze into the future what sheer delight .
Mending the lives, war- torn, without shield .
Mending the poppies ,
Patching up the crimson field.




- by Lakechia Jeanne ©