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The poem "Omaha Beach Landing 1944" demonstrates a strong understanding of historical context and effectively uses that knowledge to create a vivid and dramatic narrative. The use of rhyme throughout the poem provides a rhythmic flow that enhances the storytelling aspect of the piece.

However, the poem could benefit from more consistent meter. The varying syllable count in each line disrupts the rhythm and can make the poem feel disjointed. For example, the line "French Resistance fighters helping" has seven syllables, while the following line "U.S. extracting truth from lies" has eight. This inconsistency can be jarring for the reader and disrupt the flow of the poem.

Additionally, the poem could be improved by providing more specific details. While the poem does a good job of setting the scene and describing the overall events, it lacks the personal, intimate details that can make a poem truly impactful. For example, instead of saying "our boys fought bravely", the poem could provide a specific example of bravery to make the scene more vivid and emotional.

Lastly, the poem could benefit from a more creative use of language. The poem relies heavily on straightforward, literal descriptions, which can make the poem feel flat. By incorporating more figurative language, such as metaphors and similes, the poem could become more engaging and evocative.

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Hello Cat. This was indeed an heroic day. Can I say, and please don't be offended, you could with some subtle, or not, word changes drive home the real horror of it. Tighten it ditch, unnecessary words. For example, the 4th.

Cold waters ran red with blood
from bodies broken and torn
from a hail of red hot lead
as survivors fought gallantly on.

Then another verse depicting the struggle up the beach.
I will also say I didn't much like the first verse.
I rarely comment on works but you write such marvelous stuff I just felt compelled to comment on this one.
Now you can tell me to "duck off". Alex

You've done alot of research here.The content seems nearly complete. I, like Alex enjoy all of your writing, but I'd make it a bit more concise. I don't like to comment on your work,but I thought it to be very involving. Keep working on this it can only get better and better.Overall I thought it was very nice. Thank you for always commenting on my writing.

It seems your mind has been on the same history as mine lately. When I wrote my poem about the boardwalk last week, I had images of my very grandfather running onto this exact beach. He never said a word about it, but after he died in 1989, we found his journals about his experiences. He was part of the 2nd wave on Omaha Beach and described it just as you did here. He would have approved! Thank you for honoring those men with this great poem!
Best,
Captain

What an unforgettable day it must've been, and well depicted here-in, yet I still think you held back with the raw horror of it all. Nonetheless, it is adequately emotional to make any beating heart reel with the weight of that day.

I love most the fourth stanza.
I couldn't resist I had to play around with it,

"the ocean, once blue,
now gleamed with red.
Stains of a ruby red hue
A pastel of the dead
our boys, scaling the heights
To a heaven so heavy with lead."

I loved your poem.

Much tighter, faster, I think much better. One criticism. In the first verse. U.S. involvement, where are the Brits, Canadians, French and Poles? I think Allies would have been a better choice. Alex

Very busy needs alot of tidying, I'm sure, lately you have been watching the history channel lol

From a sunny,warm UK. You have set yourself a task and I look forward to reading them when done. I'm always interested in the war though I was born right at the end. I had an uncle who was a flying officer test pilot killed in a bombing run test that went wrong, (My poem "Frank") gives details, another uncle was a chindit in Burma and my late father in law who was a teenage signalman in the navy survived the sinking of the Barham in October 41. ( see it on You tube.) I've often thought of writing more about them but I don't think I would do them justice. Good luck and have a nice weekend..Alex

The ocean were infused with blood red
of the dead the boys on the shore fought bravely
Scaled the heights showered by lead