by Michaela Turner | Nov 12, 2008 | Poetry
Why does my big brother Have to work so far from home? Why does he go for weeks on end? Leaving me all alone I know he is a soldier Who goes away to fight But when he goes I have bad dreams And I cannot sleep at night When he’s in these far off places I’m frightened...
by Michaela Turner | Nov 8, 2008 | Poetry
Lying here in my hospital bed Thoughts of mischief run through my head Wouldn’t it be fun to run amok? Through the hospital ward in my theatre frock There I’d be with my ass hanging out Whooping and singing and dancing about The other patients would clap and cheer And...
by Michaela Turner | Nov 8, 2008 | Poetry
As I drift peacefully off to sleep I find myself being lifted into space My spirit floating over land and sea To a far off sandy place In this place I see young men Who should be fresh and full of life Battle scarred and hardened From the troubles which are rife Here...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 24, 2008 | Poetry
February… the countdown to the tour has begun Off to Colchester we go To see a presentation of my son’s next tour Expertly given by 2 Para Company’s CO* As I stood and looked at these brave young men I fought to hold back my tears Seeing my son with his band of...
by Michaela Turner | Oct 21, 2008 | Poetry
On All Hallows Eve the dead shall rise To walk freely amongst the living Reaping revenge on all mankind Being ruthless and unforgiving Doors will creak, windows will slam Things will go bump in the night All the children who go trick or treating Are sure to get a big...
