Pride

by | Nov 7, 2011 | Poetry

I phoned an old soldier friend of mine Just to pass the time of day He said I can’t talk for long mate- I’m readying my beret He said I’m gonna march next week, Hold my head up high He said you’re welcome to join us- I declined and told him why...

I wasn’t there

by | Nov 5, 2011 | Poetry

I wasn’t there when the guns fell silent On that cold November morn I wasn’t there when the sanity returned I wasn’t even born I wasn’t there to see the carnage, The broken and the dead I wasn’t there when the fear went away Taking the horror and the dread I wasn’t...

The Lone Piper

by | Nov 5, 2011 | Poetry

I can’t hear the trumpets Calling us all home I can’t hear the ladies Cheering us, every one No brass bands playing or flags waving As we make our way to rest No crowds to cheer us onward No medals on our chest All that we look forward to Is the soil, so cold and...