The Cliffs of Normandy
Fifty years after, walking on flat ground above
the water, vast to the sight and empty yet, steel blue, placid
like the black cows grazing on the furrowed field
sky a colored mirror
watching, waiting, breath bated –
for an eye blink’s vision clicking quickly into clear focus –
armada of liberation, filling the sea
idea so daring, it stuns still
conceived and carried out with brilliant care
burden of risk bearing great hope
present sacrifice agreed exchange for future life
Aerial view of Pointe du Hoc 6:30 am June 6, 1944 from Spitfire, LC Denton
present day with memorial
Rangers scale La Pointe du Hoc
Sweet Planet Poems 
OK – you are motivating me
I sure can understand – Grand Kids are a distraction! Just wanted you to know that I sincerely enjoy your posts.
So nice of you, Sandy. I appreciate it so much. I need to get back in the habit of posting. A new – first – grandchild and a backpacking trip to Yellowstone have been taking me to another dimension. I don’t switch gears well.
Miss you when you don’t post
You are just right about this, Andro. Such a good thought.
Yes it must have been a little strange hearing German voices but also refreshing I think, as we all remember our fallen together, which bodes well for the present and future. Thank you for replying my dear friend, I know I have been a hopeless friend around here for simply ages. I am hoping to correct this 🙂
Have a nice start to your week Monica.
Andro xxx
Thank you, Andro – your presence here is so welcome! Hope you are flourishing. I have photographs from a visit a few years back but could not find them. Now the site is a monument, which is good, I guess. But I liked seeing nothing but the bunkers, the empty sea, and the cows. A bus of young German men arrived while we were inside the bunkers; it was quite strange to hear German spoken and interesting that they wished to visit.
I agree, Sandy. A mind-blowing accomplishment.
A fantastic posting my dear friend Monica,
and some really good photographs to accompany
it. Those uncertain times must have been
overwhelming for the majority of soldiers fighting,
and we will always remember the fallen.
Have a lovely Tuesday my lovely friend.
(((Hugzzzzz)))
Andro xx
They did so much, in total anonymity, for so many. The least we can do is remember. Thank you!
Yes, Bluebee. Making it tolerable was, I think, the shared conviction of necessity and duty. Something that did not exist in later wars.
How miserable it must have been for those men.