The High Ridge

by | Oct 28, 2010 | Poetry

Billowing curtains of smoke filled the air Hiding the holes and the mud Drifting and swirling they slowly revealed Dead soldiers and rivers of blood Slowly the smoke drifted over the trench Uncovering the carnage below Yesterdays orders to take the high ridge Was met...

Poor Old Me

by | Oct 23, 2010 | Poetry

I’ve always felt deflated That life has been unfair My teeth are pretty crooked I haven’t got much hair It was decided very early That I would not be tall With eyesight not too clever And feet designed to fall When handing out “equipment” I wasn’t first in line It...

What Would I Do

by | Oct 23, 2010 | Poetry

What would I do If soldier like you I was ordered to Afghanistan Would I be true Bid friends adieu And be proud to do what I can Would I be brave And try to save A colleague down in the dirt Run to his side And try to hide His body from any more hurt I hope that I...

Bereavement

by | Oct 5, 2010 | Poetry

Time to remember the good times Before age and infirmity called When youth gave you unending vigour Before you felt useless and stalled Time to remember your first love Who set your poor heart in a whirl How she would thrill and delight you You swore there ‘d be no...

The Goose Fair

by | Oct 3, 2010 | Poetry

First thursday in October A time we know so well When the Lord Mayor rings out His famous Goose Fair bell The happy crowd that’s gathered Will surge towards the rides Mums and dads and aunties With children by their sides The dodgems and the waltzers Are still the...