Wilfred Owen Poems Archives - Page 2 of 2 - Famous Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Quotes

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid ...

We'd found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on ...

Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. ...

After the blast of lightning from the east, The flourish of loud clouds, the Chariot throne, After the drums of ...

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, Legless, sewn short ...

So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as ...

It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which ...

I, too, saw God through mud -- The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory ...

'O Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died. Whether he vainly cursed, or prayed indeed, The Bullets chirped - ...

(Another version of "A Terre".) To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me -- brutes! My fingers fidget like ...

Move him into the sun -- Gently its touch awoke him once, At home, whispering of fields unsown. Always it ...

(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can't shake ...

Wilfred Owen Poems (42 Poems)