The Shell [poem, 8 March 1918]

[Editor: A poem published in Aussie: The Australian Soldiers’ Magazine, no. 3, 8 March 1918.]

The Shell.

A shrieking wail as a shell goes by
And a distant boom and a glow,
White wreaths of smoke floating up to the sky,
And a crimson stain on the snow.

— Pip.

Source:
Aussie: The Australian Soldiers’ Magazine, no. 3, 8 March 1918, page 5