by Don Holmes | Apr 23, 2014 | Poetry
Row on row They marched away So freedom could Once more hold sway Row on row They fought to gain That hallowed ground Where they are lain Row on row Their graves now stand But not the place Their loved ones planned Red the blood In field on field Where brave men...
by Don Holmes | Mar 8, 2014 | Poetry
Now ”Nitty Norah” the nit nurse Was someone who filled us with dread She used her sharp steely nit comb Till furrows were ploughed in your head No-one could ever escape her Un-announced she came to the school Armed with her bag full of nit combs And other things...
by Don Holmes | Feb 11, 2014 | Poetry
There must have been a hundred more Than I could ever name Where battles raged and victories won But death remained the same There must have been ten thousand souls All lost without a name And telegrams sent from the King But death remained the same There must have...
by Don Holmes | Feb 6, 2014 | Poetry
The year was 1872 When Florence Smith was born Her father working in the fields To gather in the corn And as she lay inside her crib She fretted and she cried Too young to know or comprehend Her mother sadly died Her father could not raise a child He knew she had to...
by Don Holmes | Jan 14, 2014 | Poetry
So that’s how it ends In silence And lowered eyes No hint of regret Just a shrug And endless sighs It so hard to say When you knew (The blatant lies) Those colleague nights out You, all alone (That’s no surprise!) So now she’s gone Just silence And no...
