Author Herbert Asquith THE far guns boom: shell-struck the church is rolled Skyward athunder, dust of rose and gold: The staring villa stands. So goes the War: The limelight lives: extinguished is the star. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments