Room 12 Anzac Poetry

ANZAC Acrostic Poems from Room 12

As the battle begins the drums beat

Noises of the beating drums

Zero more soldiers left at war

As the dead will be remembered

Coming to battle marching on feet with rifles high

Corban Wilson

Across the sea you will see the brave soldiers

No one will forget them as they are with us all the time

Zzzzzz as they sleep their spirits creep in to our hearts

Across the sea they may go even if they aren’t with you anymore

Coming to battle with their cheerful faces up high and ready to battle

Sian Wheeler

As the sun rises

Not a bird sings

Zealous in the face of battle

A fleet left in the morning with cheerful rings

Came back in darkness asleep

William Vagg

Agony. Waiting for a chance, a target

Now they can never retreat from the pain

Zeal filled the air to silence and despair

Aching hearts will never cease

Craving the loss of the loved

Aimee Jackson

Across the sea soldiers will be

No soldier may be left behind

Zzzz they sleep no longer but they lie on Englands foam

As the sun sets their spirits will creep

Crying mothers, siblings, fathers, wives and husbands

Taylor Riwai-Couch