“Westminster Bridge” by Eva Czarniecka
(Regarding the March 2017 terrorist attack)
under gaze of the lionheart
safe in bicameral shade
cast by lord and by commoner
here struck despicable acts
an irrational violence
consummate murder most foul
in the name of the nameless
a mind-twisted loving of hatred
that terrifies civilized men
broken bodies elicit our sorrow
while courage refortifies spirits
resolved to stand firmly erect
ever watchful on guard
against incomprehensible
new breeds of threat
with a stiff upper Londoner lip
taking oath to keep carrying on
Poesy plus Polemics 
As a Londoner, born less than a mile from the scene of yesterday’s carnage, I should like to thank you for that piece.
Inspirational and moving, it encapsulates the indomitable spirit of my great city and of those who dwell here.
I thank you again sir.
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your comments mean a great deal to me
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As your stirring poem did to me, Paul. It would appear we are both in each other’s debt my friend haha 😀
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Thank you, Paul. Just that.
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you’re welcome, judith
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As another Londoner by birth, I concur with the one I call the Lionel Messi of satire, namely The Whitechapel Whelk. Cheers, Paul.
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thank you, my friend
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Superb, Paul. I remember how stalwart the British were during WW2 , brave and invincible facing bombing day and night. Churchill’s speeches were inspiring to both Great Britain and the USA.
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indomitable is the word that comes to me
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Paul, I spent 30 years as a Police Officer in London and walked that beat many times. It’s the taking of the oath that carries the officer through the horrors of days like yesterday. There will always be a threat but the Blue Lamp will always shine over London. Thank you.
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as father of a police officer, I salute your service, davy
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Thank you Paul, that is appreciated and many blessings to you all. I know the sacrifices the families have to make to support anyone in the service.
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A perfect portrait in verse grieving another episode of senseless violence. Will it never cease? It is a virus in our midst . . .
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sadly true…
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First time this ex-Londoner has been able to shed a tear over this horible event. Thankyou
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my tears join yours
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That’s the British, stalwart to the end and they are amazing with everything through the centuries they have endured. Thoughtful, amazing poem, as are all of your prose.
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thank you most sincerely
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My pleasure!
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Good stuff as always Paul, capturing the essence of that evilly planned tragedy.
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much appreciated
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Thank you for the most moving thoughts put into words wonderfully as intricate as fine woven lace 🙂
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I appreciate your kind words
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There were stiff upper lips of so many nationalities that day. Thank you Paul for the moving tribute.
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much appreciated, peter
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And carry on we must. A beautifully sad tribute Paul, touching and resolute. What is this dire hunger, this obsessive need to take away an innocent’s life? Destruction of the masses as just cause and effect; to take lives out of twisted perception? I agonize for those lost and the loss of their loved ones. How can this carnage be justified on any level?
Humanity seems hell-bent on systemic annihilation, or at least a fragment of humanity thrashing out in desperate missions of anarchy. Our strength of conviction shall be our only and just savior.
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I cannot fathom the nature of their evil inclinations to atrocity
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