Wings of Change

In honour of Armistice/Remembrance Day, Poet Dewin Nefol offers us a tribute to a fallen flight Sargent of the R.A.F. Please, read on and share…

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Regrettably Gallybloggers have been unable to post a poem written especially for the site on Remembrance Day. I apologise sincerely on our behalf and with all possible good intention hope to be able to blog the poem as soon as possible.

In its stead, and without an accompanying image, Gallybloggers asked if I were able to post for Remembrance Day. I reluctantly agreed knowing I had nothing worthy of the occasion.

However, I had a poem available – albeit a poem with less brevity but penned with equal sentiment, regards and respect. The poem is slightly modified from one published on Dewin Nefol some time ago . Briefly for background, I occasion a cemetery close to the city where I live. It is a large graveyard and includes an area set-off from the main area where the graves of those Gone But Not Forgotten lie at rest. These graves belong to Armed Forces Personnel lost in service during WW2.  A little further onwards and away to one…

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Author: John Fioravanti

I'm a retired History teacher (35 years), husband, father of three, grandfather of three. My wife, Anne, and I became business partners in December, 2013, and launched our own publishing company, Fiora Books (, to publish my books. We have been married since 1973 and hope our joint business venture will be as successful as our marriage.

2 thoughts on “Wings of Change”

  1. Hey John, Namaste 🙂

    Greetings good sir, how are you?

    Thank you for stopping by and sharing your thoughts generously: the re-blog is most welcome.

    I am without words this evening – and in its stead I’ll leave some music, which despite its more obvious overtone, can be viewed in a number of different ways and all grand narratives with overarching grace. I think this is a song that defines where civilization is as a living entity: perhaps waiting for a spaceman to come travelling on his ship from afar to Earth to offer counsel, new ideas and new leadership. From a personal perspective I tend to regard the prophecy of a ‘child’ born as symbolic meta-narrative of not just one venerated person but of all humankind as a collective consciousness – as a unified species living on one planet, mindfully together. The child then represents civilisation reborn into new ways of thinking and being, living side by side with Love and Peace as common denominators. In the language of Light and Love, both are colourless until refracted in the mind and heart by thinking. Nature does not differentiate in this way: no one colour takes precedent in Light split to form a Rainbow and as humans we are enabled too see them: if only we had mindful, heartfelt intention to see them all and respond to them equally.

    The song is a consideration for the future of humankind.

    Enjoy your afternoon John. Hoping all is well, the lawn pristine, and your week off to a flier.

    Namaste 🙂

    DN and Raven’s 12


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