by Bobbie | Oct 31, 2009 | Poetry
It is early in the morning Another day is dawning At the preying time As the army wife lies Fitfully Sleeping Suddenly she hears A sound she dreads And fears At the family door A flash of shock hits her Like the bullet which Killed her husband A few short hours ago....
by Bobbie | Aug 30, 2009 | Poetry
Whatever happened to the English? To the “mustn’t grumble” generation With their patient, little smiles Forbearing and slightly rueful It used to be a pleasure Walking down the road The morning sun reflected In smiles from people you meet Now everyone is complaining...
by Bobbie | Aug 30, 2009 | Poetry
“His life a beautiful memory His death a silent grief.” Walking around a war cemetery one day My eyes caught some words etched on a stone Two lines, that’s all they were: so full of grief! Those words said so much – so beautiful beyond belief A life cut down before...
by Bobbie | Jun 12, 2009 | Poetry
Goodbye is such a little word Not difficult to pronounce Not difficult to spell Oh, but, so difficult to say The word sometimes sticks in your throat Through your tears All the things you meant to say Left unsaid Goodbye is a word-bomb Devastating your life Feeling...
by Bobbie | Feb 9, 2009 | Poetry
And did those feet in Victorian times March through that thick, brown sand so fine? Red coats marching through the hot sun In time? And does the ring of those fine Welsh voices Still ring? In that uplifting way only the Welsh sing? As battle raged and bullets pinged...
