by Pauline Faulkner | Jul 2, 2016 | Poetry
Wanton destruction Acrid smell of gas No man’s land Tommy, hand on gun Night sky; stars glowing Open for the tired eyes Not another cup of gnats piss Earth brings poppies red against barren mud
by Jan Hedger | Jul 1, 2016 | Poetry
(Night before) Smiling for the camera; fools! Oh little you know, of tomorrow. Majors, General’s, Government Misinforming – ‘gung ho, what ho! Enjoy your adventure lads’. Blind (Next day) Slither of dawn – shouts ring out ‘Over the top – on your feet my lads Make em...
by Richard Gildea | Jul 1, 2016 | Poetry
Here shakes the ground nearby my pounding head Remiss the thoughts I hold; canst understand? Tho odds diminish with our mounting dead Small comfort’s gleaned from numbers game at hand Whilst whistled ‘trr..iiii..ing’ from rounds won’t let me be Each Prayer is for the...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
When drapes were drawn what light there was, twas you No need of lamp (as perched on table round) No need of candle’s glow midst ‘bill and coo’ Forever each (as bathed in sweet surround) A room so filled with love, naught else could hold Where thoughts on life didst...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
Neath bough of ancient oak, yon maidens sleep Oblivious to all mine eyes behold No finer sight couldst glimpse thru vista’s sweep Than innocence at rest in nature’s fold In exaltation, skylarks trill sweet song Extolling scene beneath their feathered span Midst...
by Richard Gildea | Jun 30, 2016 | Poetry
I dream of days when Lamb was plentiful Antipodean fare (beyond compare) When joints of meat once proved presentable Unlike said ‘cuts’ which left our plates so bare Bananas too (irregular of size) From o’er the seas, wouldst land upon our shores Set sail with fabrics...
