The Resilience by Scott Jones

Machine guns firing, the bullets are coming.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The noise is stunning!

The men storm on through all the terror,

Until a bomb goes off - an enormous tremor.

Bloodshot eyes; tired, tired men.

"Keep going, boys! It’s almost the end."

The war is over, the combat finally done,

The blood trickles into the ocean, under a blazing sun.

The way this poem has a bit of a performance style is that it has repetition in the words ‘Bang! Bang! Bang!’ and ‘tired, tired men.’  It also suggests sounds with ‘Machine guns firing’ and ‘A bomb goes off - an enormous tremor'.  The colour I chose to use in the poem is red as it is seen in  'bloodshot eyes' and the blood of the soldiers.