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...
by Don Holmes | Dec 17, 2013 | Poetry
I’ve never been in battle Stumbling through the mud Or heard machine-guns rattle Seen comrades soaked in blood I’ve never had to suffer In cold or driving rain Numbing all my senses Seen sacrifice and pain But one thing I am sure of That war will have it’s day We must...
by Don Holmes | Dec 9, 2013 | Poetry
Who is that standing at the gate? Why is he out so very late? He’s staring into my bedroom A solemn figure in the gloom Why does he wear that hooded robe? Hiding from the streetlamp’s globe? His presence fills my soul with fear What is the reason he is here? Then all...
by Don Holmes | Dec 9, 2013 | Poetry
Brave were the few Who ventured that night Away from the warmth Of their fireside bright Cold was the wind That scattered the snow Hither and yon Above and below Nothing was left Untouched by the storm Beasts in the field Stood close to be warm Then snow upon snow...
by Don Holmes | Nov 25, 2013 | Poetry
What will you be doing this Christmas? Sitting at home with the kids? Not in some dark smelly alley Hunting ‘neath grey dustbin lids? Will you be having a turkey? Roast taters all done in a tin? I bet you don’t fancy cold bacon Pulled out of somebody’s bin? That...
