A Sublime Rhyme!

Gio Dell: skinny-dipping!

My Naked Life

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man I want to be.

When I am naked, I am nude,

living life with a positive attitude.

When I am nude, I am also proud,

Whether alone or among a crowd.

When I am naked, I am nude,

living life with a positive attitude.

When I am nude, I am living free,

I know that clothes are not for me.

When I am naked, I am nude,

living life with a positive attitude.

When I am nude, I clear my mind,

Gone are the clothes that hide and bind.

When I am naked, I am nude,

living life with a positive attitude.

Roger Poladopoulos

5 July 2011

Swimming naked skyline!

A body and clothes freedom day near the end of the month of July. Because of the warmth of the season, it is also an ideal time of the year for swimming naked – skinny-dipping! Of course, few of us bare practitioners need temperature and weather conditions to determine our aquatic attire (if any)! The majority of us automatically adhere to the “without” option regardless of environmental conditions!

My spouse, Aaron, and I are avid and enthusiastic skinny-dippers no matter what the weather situation may be. Swimming naked involves getting wet, so the rain is no problem as water is already delivering wetness! A little more or a little less makes no difference to us!

Our preference is to skinny-dip, as often as possible together or in the company of other bare practitioner couples. There is one new trend that we’re noticing more often now, a combination of “mixed-couples” (one skinny-dipping and the other clothed). Perhaps the adage is true: opposites attract!

Aaron wonders how they cope with socially nude situations. Is one bare and one fully dressed, or do they seek a compromise, both half-dressed? It potentially poses somewhat of a dilemma, but does anyone keep a scorecard? Now that my curiosity is aroused I admit to wanting to know the results!

At functions and gatherings where clothing is optional, a mixed-couple would not offer any type of conflict or confusion. They would blend with any other variation of the assorted guests. In situations where a strict bare or clothed policy exists, the issue surfaces. Compliance with the rule likely ensures that at least one of the partners will be offended, uncomfortable and probably unwelcome.

A strictly “stay-at-home” couple does not a very happy couple create! Explore options and proceed with caution!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Original!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Thursday, July 30, 2026, and the proposed topic is: “A Penny For My Thoughts!”

Our Bad!

Jogging to collect all the cash for my thoughts!

July 14: Bare Practitioner’s Day!

Tomorrow, July 14, annually:

BARE PRACTITIONER’S DAY!

Our same gender loving (SGL) nakedness commemoration celebration occasion!

Our very own day for us all to engage and to enjoy the ability to be the person that we really and truly are: us naturally being us!

As bare practitioners, we openly acknowledge our gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and queer + sexuality (GLBTQ+) and our comfort and preference for our nakedness (body and clothes freedom). There is no need to conceal nor deny these aspects of our personality. These two qualities define us as well as our community and our culture. We are confident and proud of both what and who we really and truly are!

One question frequently asked of us is what characteristic did you determine first, your sexuality or your nakedness? The truth is that there is no standard formula for self-identification. The proverbial “if A followed by B then C happens” varies among each one of us. Some of us understood our sexuality before appreciating our nakedness. For an equal number of us, the opposite is reality. Basically, our bare practitioner status is individually determined through appreciation and awareness and not by a set formula or pattern.

It is our own personal acceptance, appreciation and awareness of these aspects of ourselves that empower and enable us to determine our identification as bare practitioners. We are our own individual “deciding authority!”

Back in January 2017, when Aaron, my spouse, and I initiated ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!, there existed an unofficial holiday, “World Nudist Day” – otherwise known as “World Naturist Day.” Aside from knowing that the designation existed, I was unaware of any designed or impromptu observance ever happening. It was almost as though no one wanted to openly admit to actually being a naturist, nudist or clothes freedom enthusiast.

Even though in the USA marriage equality was now legally and officially the “law of the land,” there remained opposition to that reality which resulted to continued bias and marginalization of the SGL population. There was obviously a shortage of widespread equality and respect for SGL people as well.

This absence of equality and respect from the general population was accentuated by the same from the naturist/nudist community. The homophobia present from that culture was and remains very confusing and unsettling to a majority of bare practitioners even today and causes friction and tensions that often hinder cooperation and unity.

For many, this is the major reason for the frequent determination of “SGL beaches” at destinations featuring clothing optional designation. This segregation is preferred over a general “inclusion” into a population that is judgmental and unfriendly. As proven time and time again, people – regardless of their clothing status and/or sexual orientation – prefer being with people they perceive as most similar to themselves.

For those of us who have to professionally interact with numerous individuals far removed from our social preferences, such as Aaron and I, whenever we have the chance, we voluntarily congregate with “our” kind instead of mingling with a general crowd. Sometimes the escape from the ordinary is a welcome relief and definitely fun!

“Heat wave” relief!

“Truth is, most of us contain a splashing, giggling, squealing child inside us who knows without thinking that bare skin and water go together as wings go with air, roots with earth and the phoenix with the incendiary sun.” ~ Unknown ~

Aquatic antics!

“Being a bare practitioner in no way adequately defines us yet it indeed is a fun way to accurately describe us!” ~ Roger Poladopoulos ~

One reason for bare practitioners making the best of friends is that the absence of clothing (concealment) enables people to become honest and sincere as they lack the tools to disguise (clothing). What naked friends see – a natural body – is the reality of friendship: bare with pride and nothing to hide!

Have a happy Bare Practitioner’s Day! 14 July 2026

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Original!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, July 17, 2026, and the topic is: “July Pride, 2026!”

Francois!

Competent and confident bare practitioner Francois Sagat!

On Clothes!

Clothes free, naturally!

On Clothes

by Kahlil Gibran

And the weaver said, “Speak to us of clothes.”

And he answered: “Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you find in them a harness and a chain.

Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your rainment?

For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is the wind.

Some of you say,

“It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear.”

But shame was his loom,

and the softening of the sinews was his thread.

And when his work was done he laughed in the forest.

Forget not that modesty is for a shield

against the eye of the unclean.

And when the unclean shall be no more

what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind?

And forget not that the earth delights

to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

Kahlil Gibran, 1913, author, philosopher, poet and visual artist!

In this poetic offering, Kahlil Gibran, shares with us his express appreciation of being bare (clothes free, naked, nude) and his distaste for the concealment of the human body with clothing. The “father” of bare practitioners!

He was born on 6 January 1883 in Bsharri, Lebanon, within what was then part of the Turkish Ottoman Empire. He emigrated to the United States with his mother and two sisters. He died in New York City on 10 April 1931, at the age of 48 years old.

In On Clothes he unashamedly extols his admiration and devotion to both the concept and practice of being completely bare, nakedness and natural at a time when the very idea of clothes freedom (nudity) was rarely discussed, shared or written about in “polite” – proper – society. We all, as today’s bare practitioners, owe to Kahlil Gibran an enormous debt of gratitude for enlightening our world to the magic and the majesty of being nude alone or socially with others. Without the beauty of his praise, this world would indeed be a very bland and drab world to reside upon!

Self portrait of Kahlil Gibran by Kahlil Gibran!

Gibran’s early death, due to severe liver infection brought on by his heavy consumption of alcohol, denied him the chance to witness the emergence of the same gender loving (SGL: bisexual or gay) culture that surfaced following World War II (1939 – 1945). Since his demise, there has been significant speculation about his own sexual preference. He had a very close woman supporter while living in New York City. However, their relationship was strictly platonic.

Aaron, my spouse and I both feel that the appeal and the fascination of nakedness is universally represented through the efforts and the works of Kahlil Gibran. His Middle East heritage instilled him with the desire and respect for clothes freedom that he brought with him when he emigrated to the United States. On Clothes has become an inspiring verse for clothes off!

We believe that the arrival of springtime brings the anticipation of being totally natural (bare) while enjoying nature. Gibran’s On Clothes reinforces those sentiments while reminding all of us of the awesome beauty of nakedness together!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Old Faithful!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, April 6, 2026, and the proposed topic is: “Bare Celebrity Series #8: XL the Chef!”

Strippers!

In honour of Kahlil Gibran’s “On Clothes” we’re taking off our clothes!

Armistice Day/Remembrance Day!

Tomorrow, 11 November, marks the honouring of the cease-fire between the Allied Powers and the Central Powers. It ended the Great War that eventually became known as World War I.

The Great War commenced in 1914 following the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife, the Countess Sophia, by Serbian nationalists in Sarajevo, Austria-Hungary. The conflict evolved into a global one with the entrance into the belligerence by both the United Kingdom and France and their immense colonial empires in defence of the neutrality of the Kingdom of Belgium.

The USA entered the war in 1917 upon discovering a German initiative to encourage the invasion of the US by Mexico.

The armistice (cease-fire) was a prelude to the signing of the Treaty of Versailles, which recognized the surrender of Germany to the Allied Powers in 1919. At that time, the Great War was the most severe conflagration in human history.

The Spanish influenza epidemic of 1918, following the armistice, added to the number of deaths induced by the conflict.

The Great War reintroduced the red poppy as a symbol of tribute to all of those who sacrificed their lives. The emblem honours both the military and civilian victims of the conflict before progressing the same recognition to those killed during World War II and beyond.

The Armistice applicable to the Great War was effective upon the 11th month (November), the 11th day at the 11th hour (11:00 a.m.).

The international conflict has various determinations referencing it. In the United Kingdom and Commonwealth it is observed as Remembrance Day, a lasting tribute for all the fallen. It is a Sunday holiday in many countries. It is known as Armistice Day in the remaining countries who fought in the war. In the US it is called Veterans Day.

The Poppy:

The red poppy flower represents consolation, remembrance and death. The poppy is a common symbol that throughout the centuries has been utilised the reflect everything ranging from peace to death and even including sleep (slumber). In ancient times, poppies were placed on graves in honour of eternal rest (sleep).

During The Great War (1914 – 1918) much of the fighting took place in western Europe, especially in the Flanders region of the Kingdom of Belgium. The countryside was blasted, bombed and fought over repeatedly. The landscape was torn apart by the existence of military trenches.

The previously beautiful scenery was reduced to mud – bleak and barren vistas where little or nothing could grow.

There was a remarkable exception to all the desolation – the bright red poppy. These resilient flowers flourished among the overabundance of nothing except destruction. The availability of the red poppy resulted in them to profusely dominate the graves of those killed during The Great War.

In Flanders Fields

The Poppy: symbolic of remembrance!

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

the larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

we lived, felt dawn, saw sunsets glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;

to you from failing hands we throw

The torch, be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Author: John McCrae

John McCrae was the son of Scots immigrants and born in Guelph, Ontario, Canada in 1872. In May, 1915, he was serving as a physician in the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps in Flanders, Belgium. On May 2, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer, a Canadian field artillery officer and close friend of McCrae, was killed in the Second Battle of Ypres. Shortly afterwards, McCrae wrote the above poem in memory of his friend and honouring all the war dead.

The poem was first published on 8 December 1915, in London, UK, in the satirical magazine, Punch. It was immediately popular, widely circulated, and reprinted as a fitting tribute to all the deceased.

Have a safe and meaningful Remembrance Day/Armistice Day/Veterans Day!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, November 14, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Bare Celebrity Role Model #3!”

October’s Bright Blue Weather

A bare practitioner couple, a mountain view!

October’s Bright Blue Weather

A poem by Helen Hunt Jackson

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

and flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour,

October’s bright blue weather.

When loud the bumble-bee makes haste,

belated, thriftless, vagrant.

And golden-rod is dying fast,

and lanes with grapes are fragrant.

When gentians roll their fringes tight

to save them for the morning,

And chestnuts fall from satin burrs,

without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie

in piles like jewels shining,

And redder still on old stone walls

are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things

their white-winged seeds are sowing,

And in the fields, still green and fair,

late aftermaths are growing.

When springs run low, and on the brooks,

in idle golden freighting,

Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush

of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,

by twos and threes together,

And count like misers, hour by hour,

October’s bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and flowers of June,

count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year

October’s bright blue weather.

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A tropical view of October’s Bright Blue Weather!

About the author:

Helen Hunt Jackson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, on 15 October 1830 and died in San Francisco, California, on 12 August 1885. She was a U.S. poet and writer who became an activist for improved treatment of the Indigenous peoples by the USA national government.

Educational poetry:

My identical twin brother, Alex, and I were required to memorize the above poem in our 6th level class (primary) at the Virginia School for the Deaf and Blind. Our teacher, who was one of our all-time favourites, used poetry to improve our English writing skills as well as our general comprehension of the English language. With our school located in Virginia and this poem reflected landscape and wild natural growths common to Massachusetts.

Unfortunately, there were no American Sign Language (ASL) manual signs for almost all the items, therefore, we had to fingerspell manually virtually the entire poem. Alex loved the poem but resented the fingerspelling aspect. He still remembers his remark that he felt as a child in kindergarten learning the ABC’s because of all the fingerspelling involved. As this was our first poem to memorize, our teacher always inspected every other poetic assignment to make certain fingerspelling didn’t dominate the process again.

An October, riverside!

Enjoy your last week of October’s Bright Blue Weather!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, October 31, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Bottoms-Up! October, 2025!”

Bare*Ability!

Same gender bromance!

Bare Practitioner: same gender loving and embracing nakedness as both community and culture. An enthusiastic advocate of the right to love and of body and clothes freedom.

Body and clothes freedom!

Naked is defined as without clothing on the body. Without addition, concealment, disguise or embellishment. Nude.

Nude is defined as without clothing or naked. The condition of being unclothed.

Introduction:

Mutual body and clothes freedom!

Bare! Body! Clothes free! Naked! Natural! Naturist! Nude! Nudity! Nudist! All of these terms/words refer to the fact that we are uncovered (without clothing)! We are completely visible without even a single thread concealing any part of our natural body. Identical to the state of our birth. Not a single one of us were born wearing anything! Hallelujah!

Yours truly at a local park in Arlington, Virginia, USA!

My name is Roger Peterson-Poladopoulos. As many of you already know, I am the co-author and the creator of this site: ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! I am a same gender loving (SGL) man – gay – Deaf and of direct Greek heritage (both of my parents were born in the Kingdom of Greece).

Aaron, my spouse!

This is Aaron M. Peterson-Poladopoulos, my spouse. He is also the co-author and photographer of this site. Obviously, he is also SGL and is of African-Canadian descent. Aaron’s family is of the Yoruba ethnic tribe from the city of Ibadan, located in western Nigeria. Both Canada and Nigeria are Commonwealth entities. We have been legally married since 2015, a year after marriage equality was officially adopted here in the USA, our country of residence.

The both of us are confidently and proudly bare practitioners (SGL and naturist/nudist). We wear clothes when necessary but both of us prefer being without any garment whatsoever! As enthusiastic bare practitioner advocates, we are equally responsible for the theme of today’s post entry here.

Honest and simple advice!

We sincerely encourage all of you here today to join with us in nakedness and pride whenever possible!

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Bare Practitioners:

Bare practitioners!

As an integral component grouping of the gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer+ community and culture, bare practitioners often encounter awkward and discomforting situations not only because of our SGL status, but also due to our textile (clothing) – or our lack thereof. We are neither forcing nor intimidating anyone into our body and clothes freedom world, instead we are celebrating the enablement to just be ourselves: SGL and nakedness!

Progress Pride Flag body painted on himself!

Our man in the above photograph is very confident and proud of his bare practitioner identity. He has our SGL Progress Pride rainbow flag body painted on his nakedness while he’s participating in the London, UK, World Naked Bike Ride (WNBR)! His smile demonstrates his comfort and joy in being honest and open about his body freedom and his sexuality! Both Aaron and I salute his brotherhood, reality and sincerity! Take care and stay bare, our friend!

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Our Confidence Is Evident:

Bare under the bridge!

Our man in this series of pictures here is not only proud of his sexuality, he’s also assured and bold in sharing publicly his bare practitioner affiliation!

Submerged bare practitioner pride!

He combines his SGL nature and his body and clothes freedom preference and skinny dips (swims naked) without a care in the world!

His rainbow pride colours raised high!

He confidently flaunts both his bare body and his sexuality while posing and promoting his message: “I am my own man without guilt and/or shame!”

Bottoms-up! near the underwater bottom!

A philosophy that many of us who are bare practitioners endorse and proclaim wholeheartedly!

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Confidence and Pride!

Compatibility!

Being a bare practitioner isn’t an obligation to publicly reveal one’s personal character and identity. Each person determines their own comfort level in presenting themselves to others. The majority of us, bare practitioners or otherwise, are more amenable to others who we perceive as most like us and similar to ourselves. This is a human instinct that most of us believe, feel, nurture and share among ourselves.

Our bare practitioner affinity and appreciation aren’t based on or defined solely by our willingness to allow others to interpret or judge our nakedness and/or our sexuality. Our being what and who we are is determined completely by our private discretion, personal emotional capacity, and self-acceptance. If we need to confide in another, it is our choice, and we need to engage in the dialogue when we are comfortable. Otherwise, we await on our respective decision to proceed.

For everyone!

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Poetic Justice:

An important message inked on his genital area!

Reign is the stage name of our bare practitioner brother welcoming us here. Just above his pubic hairline, he has “unashamed” tattooed on his skin. His meaning is obviously visible for all. There is no embarrassment, guilt or shame associated with either his nakedness and/or his sexuality!

He prefers nakedness over clothing and has no issue in publicly endorsing both body and clothes freedom and his exclusive same gender loving sexuality. Reign is a very honest and open man who lives his life being himself and “unashamed!”

My Naked Life

by Roger Poladopoulos

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man the man I want to be.

When I am naked, I am nude,

Living life with a positive attitude.

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man I want to be.

When I am nude, I am also proud,

Whether alone or among a crowd.

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man I want to be.

When I am nude, I am living free,

I know that clothes are not for me.

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man I want to be.

When I am nude, I clear my mind,

Gone are the clothes that hide and bind.

I am naked and I am me.

I am the man I want to be.

The End. Composed on 5 July, 2011 at a clothes free beach.

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Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, June 9, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Swinging It All: Bat and Buttocks!”

WNGD!

Indoor plant garden!

WORLD NAKED GARDENING DAY!

Saturday, 3 May, 2025

This is observed annually on the very first Saturday of the month of May. It was first celebrated in 2005 on 10 September and the following year on 9 September, 2006. After the second event, it was decided to change the date to the month of May. The first Saturday of the month was determined to be the best time for gardening.

Since the beginning, it has always been identified as World Naked Gardening Day – a simple and self-explanatory title. Now, it has evolved to International World Naked Gardening Day. Redundant? Yes! Necessary? No!

Aaron, my spouse, and I have hosted a WNGD “planting” for indoor houseplants in our condominium since we began living together. We didn’t hold them during the coronavirus COVID-19 pandemic and resumed in 2023. Initially, we invited acquaintances and friends, and our small condo unit would be quite congested. Since the coronavirus concerns, we now only ask a few other bare practitioner couples to join us. Aaron serves as chef, and I take responsibility for cleaning afterwards.

Indoor gardening!

World Naked Gardening Day maintains a website and the link is:

world naked gardening day

Visit the site for additional information on World Naked Gardening Day. When I was composing this post entry, the site the last update as being 2017. The webpage does contain links to other naked gardening applications.

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The Evolution of a Bare Gardener!

Based on the poem: “Seasonal Interchange” by Michael Aitkin, World Naked Gardening Day webpage.

In Winter, when the trees are bare,

We mortals don our winter wear.

In Spring, when trees begin to dress,

We mortals then start wearing less,

Until, for some, with Summer’s heat

The role reversal is complete.

Happy World Naked Gardening Day!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Monday, May 5, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Mayhem!”

Charge!

Alternate Title: The Charge of the Bare Brigade!

A Photo-Essay of the Foreseeable Future!

Introduction:

Today’s post entry here on ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers! is based on the original narrative poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson, “The Charge of the Light Brigade” in tribute to the tragic heroes of the Battle of Balaclava in the Crimean War (1854 – 1856).

This posting is in anticipation of the wild rush to skinny-dip (swim naked) once the warmer outside temperatures begin to thrive! It won’t be a very long wait – hopefully!

Please understand that there is no disrespect intended towards any of the valiant cavalry or defenders of the actual Balaclava participants.

Half a league, half a league,

Half a league onward,

All into the beach

Ran the six hundred.

“Forward the Bare Brigade!

Charge for the fun!” he said.

Into the beach

Ran the six hundred.

“On Dasher and Dancer,

and Prancer and Vixon!

On Comet and Rudolph…”

Oh no! Wrong poem! Also, the terribly incorrect season of the year! Sorry for my mistake! The beach scenery just got me too excited!

The consolation is that bare beach days are almost back in season here!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride: Guys Without Boxers!

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Wednesday, April 30, 2025, and the proposed topic is: “Bottoms-Up! April, 2025!”

Armistice Day/Remembrance Day!

Poppies and a gravesite!

also known as Veteran’s Day (in the USA only)

On 11 November, 1918, an Armistice (cease-fire) went into effect at 11:00 a.m. that ended the fighting in The Great War (World War I). The fighting raged throughout Europe, the Middle East, Africa and Asia.

The 11th day, 11th month, 11:00 a.m.

The Occasion:

Armistice Day is commemorated throughout the world saluting the cessation (ending) of hostilities (fighting) between the armed forces, thus bringing an end to the suffering of The Great War. The war officially was finalized by the Treaty of Versailles a year later. This date is Armistice Day in most of the world. In the United Kingdom and the Commonwealth, it is observed as Remembrance Day, an occasion to pay tribute to all the casualties of The Great War and subsequent conflicts and wars. In the USA. it is known as Veteran’s Day, in gratitude for military service.

The Great War: Eruption

On 28 June, 1914, Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Empire of Austria-Hungary (The Dual Monarchy) was assassinated, along with his wife, the Countess Sophie, while touring the city of Sarajevo, Bosnia-Herzegovina, a province of the empire. The assassins were Serbians who wanted the province united with the Kingdom of Serbia.

Tensions between the two countries escalated rapidly and exactly one month later, Emperor Franz Josef II of Austria-Hungary declared war against Serbia. Germany, Bulgaria and the Ottoman Empire (Turkey) sided with Austria against Serbia, France, Russia, Belgium, Luxembourg, Portugal, Italy, the British Empire and eventually the USA. Because of extensive colonial possessions, the fighting became global with battles raging in Europe, Africa, the Middle East, Asia and the South Pacific.

The war grew in epic strides as the aggression spread out of control. Up until this point in history, the effects became catastrophic unlike any previous war. Civilian populations suffered enormous fatalities and the very first genocide, of the Armenian peoples was raged by the Ottomans. The military casualties were exceptional and often fought over the same battlefield, time and time again. At times, entire armies and regiments were annihilated within one day’s time.

The Great War, a name earned due to the massive fatalities inflicted, was global in the horrors it produced. The devastation was without precedent.

The Armistice:

The proclamation of the Armistice of 1918 was celebrated globally by all belligerents. It included the announcement of the of the peace conference to be held the following year and the official signing of the surrender of Germany, Austria-Hungary, Bulgaria and the Ottoman Empire. The bloodbath was over, and the living reverted to living their lives.

On the first anniversary of the Armistice, in 1919, a solemnity Remembrance Day service was conducted by the Archbishop of Canterbury in London, UK, in the presence of King George V and Queen Mary. The prime ministers of the self-governing dominions of the British Empire were also in attendance. On this occasion, the red poppy was worn as a royal salute to the multitudes killed. At this observance, the entombment of an unidentified British casualty was by Royal Decree made for the Main Aisle in Westminster Abbey along with a state internment with full military honours.

Thereafter, the United States announced plans for the same once a burial site was determined. France soon followed in salutation to the fallen.

In tribute to all the military and naval deceased, a royal proclamation was enacted. Businesses and factories, parliament and courts, everyone in London was out on the streets, in parks and in public. At 11:00 a.m., on 11 November, 1919, a two-minute period of silence was implemented. Traffic halted, whether by motorcoach or driven by horses. The King and Queen bowed their heads. Complete silence prevailed. The city and the Empire remembered the dead.

At 11:03 a.m., the bands of the regiments guarding Buckingham Palace started playing God Save the King. The official tribute had been awarded to those no longer living.

Poppies and what they represent!

The Poppy

The red poppy flower represents consolation, condolences, death and remembrance. The poppy is a common symbol that has been utilized to also represent death and even, on occasion, to symbolize sleep. Since ancient times, the flower has been adorning coffins, graves and tombstones as symbolic of eternal sleep (rest).

During The Great War (World War I: 1914 – 1918), much of the actual conflict (fighting) on the Western Front happened along the trenches of northwestern Europe, especially in the Flanders region of the Kingdom of Belgium. The rural countryside was blasted, bombed and fought over repeatedly. The scenic landscape was riddled and shredded by trenches to accommodate the invading armies. The once productive and prosperous fields blackened barren where little or nothing could grow. A notable exception to this bleak horizon was the Flanders poppy, which survived and thrived in profusion. The resilient flowering flourished amid all the chaos and destruction.

Soon the red poppy naturally proliferated and adorned the hundreds of thousands of graves rapidly appearing all over the battlefields. The poppy became symbolic of divine sanctity upon the wartime casualties. Simultaneously, the flower was worn over the heart by those troops burying their fallen friends.

In 1919, the United Kingdom and the British Empire (now the Commonwealth) adopted the red poppy as the remembrance tribute to all the war dead. The British Legion (now the Royal British Legion) adopted the symbol and in 1922 created a factory to produce poppies that still operates today. In 2022, the original poppy factory was made a museum and a new poppy factory opened. King Charles III renewed the Royal warrant for the new factory to continue to create official poppies for the Royal Family.

Poppy Guidelines:

Wear on the left shoulder of the body, just above the heart.

Acceptable colours are red for remembrance and white for peace.

Not to be worn after 11 November, annually.

A field of red poppies in Flanders!

In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

the larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

we lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe;

to you from failing hands we throw

The torch, be yours to hold it high;

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

John McCrae, the Poet:

John McCrae was the son of Scottish immigrants and born in Guelph, Ontario, Canada, in and 1872. In May, 1915, he was serving as a physician in the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps and posted in Flanders, Belgium. While there, his lifelong friend, Alexis Helmer, a lieutenant in the Royal Canadian Field Artillery was killed in the Second Battle of Ypres. Shortly afterwards, McCrae composed the poem, In Flanders Fields in memory of his friend and in honour of all the war dead of the British Empire.

The poem was first published on 8 December, 1915, in London, UK, for Punch magazine. It was immediately adopted by the Imperial War Council in honour of the deceased and incorporated into memorial services by the Church of England, the Church of Scotland and the United Church of Canada.

Veteran’s Day Poppies:

In 1918, U.S. humanitarian Moina Michael wrote: “And now the torch and poppy red, we wear in honour of our dead.” She composed this sentiment after she read the poem, “In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae.

Following the British paradigm, the American Legion was organized and adopted the red poppy and its sale on Veteran’s Day. In the USA, the symbolism of the poppy declined after World War II. With the centennial observance of the Great War in 2018, the poppy use experienced a revival. In 2017, the American Legion officially took the poppy as the image of honouring all war dead.

A very happy whatever occasion you are observing!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, November 15, 2024, and the proposed topic is: “Autumn Twist!”

October’s Bright Blue Weather!

October’s Bright Blue Weather

by Helen Hunt Jackson

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

And flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour

October’s bright blue weather.

When loud the bumblebee makes haste,

Belated, thriftless vagrant,

And goldenrod is dying fast,

And lanes with grapes are fragrant;

When gentians roll their fringes tight

To save them for the morning,

And chestnuts fall from satin burrs

Without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie

In piles like jewels shining,

And redder still on old stone walls

Are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things

Their white-winged seeds are sowing,

And in the fields still green and fair,

Late aftermaths are growing;

When springs run low, and on the brooks,

In idle golden freighting,

Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush

Of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,

By twos and twos together,

And count like misers, hour by hour,

October’s bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

Count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year,

October’s bright blue weather.

One of the purposes for us as students in a state-maintained residential school for the Deaf and Hard-of-Hearing to learn and memorize poetry was to help us gain an appreciation, knowledge and understanding of the English language. American Sign Language (ASL) and English are two distinctly different languages that may share a vocabulary (words) and little else. Twin and I can remember this poem as it was one of the first we had to commit to memory but it was also a major challenge.

The references to all of the varieties of flowering growth was not something easy for us to deal with. None of the plants were familiar to us, either in Virginia or in Greece. In order to finger-spell the names of all the different types, we had to first learn how to properly spell the actual name. We both recall the relief and satisfaction we both felt once this task was finished and we performed our assigned recital, in front of our class. Over and done!

Neither one of us have any particular attachment, appreciation, attraction or desire for anything related to the month of October! It’s another month, one out of twelve annually!

Naked hugs!

Roger Poladopoulos/ReNude Pride

Author’s Note: The next post entry here is planned for Friday, October 11, 2014, and the proposed topic is: “Coming Out/Awareness Day!”