by Michaela Turner | Mar 24, 2009 | Poetry
On the outside he looks normal But on the inside he is screaming From the never ending torment Which send his emotions reeling First a smell, and then a taste The nightmare has begun He hopes and prays that it will pass He has no where to run A sudden noise transports...
by Michaela Turner | Mar 6, 2009 | Poetry
Waking up one morning Rising from my bed A strange and niggling kind of thought Just popped into my head It wasn’t there yesterday Or when I went to bed last night But I have this strangest feeling That something isn’t right I look around my sleepy home At my...
by Michaela Turner | Mar 3, 2009 | Poetry
Gun and knife crime on the rise No one can give the reasons why The only excuses that come to mind This is the sign of the times No longer do youngsters settle playground scuffs With kicks and brawls and fisticuffs Today’s revenge is cruel and unkind This is the sign...
by Michaela Turner | Feb 19, 2009 | Poetry
Hey there young soldiers So brave and so true Alas you’ve been injured But you’re going to pull through That strength and grit Still runs through your veins So dig down deep inside And fight once again You’ve trained hard and long Don’t give up the fight now Stay...
by Michaela Turner | Feb 19, 2009 | Poetry
Sound the alarm Scramble the MERT* Emergency rooms stand by A brave soldier’s been hurt Chinook is waiting Ready to fly Clock is counting The Golden Hour is nigh Aware of the dangers They’ll undoubtedly face The MERT show no fear To the Chinook they race The MERT is...
