by James Love | May 21, 2006 | Poetry
These mutterings from the old and bold brigade Whence young and fit, Were the lions of England, who roared And didst defend this mighty country’s shores Through their bravery and their deeds Are these then the same men Who now old, cackle and wail Pointing the finger...
by James Love | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
What say you Knight Templar? Does this war bring forth forgotten memories? Does that dammed sand, still fly. Bite and infest the cup? Centuries have passed, Though, the cause is still the same? That flag that with cross and colour, That flew night and day. This now...
by James Love | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Cold. Afraid and alone. Lost in the blankets of darkness. Life slowly seeps from the wounds. Where now were my comrades? Who would now comfort me? I see my mother’s face smell her sweet fragrance. Her tender embrace, brings brief warmth. But not for my body only my...
by James Love | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
We arrived like thieves in the night. The darkness cloaking us, hiding us, Rendering us invisible. We swarmed over the land, Making it ours. The smoke rising from the chimney. Chinks of light, split the night like laser beams. While Inside the building a young boy...
by James Love | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Death passed me by, but he touched my soul. While his scythe of fiery lead, cut a swathe through the pre-morn light. Bony fingers plucked holes in mortal flesh. To quench the reaper’s thirst. He passed me by, this...
