by Ron Martin | Sep 10, 2015 | Poetry
I was sitting by the fire, listening to the radio Thinking of my life so many years ago The things I did as a child, and as a youth And began to realise that I must face the truth That now by body is racked with aches and pain I shall never be able to do such things...
by BJ Lewis | Sep 10, 2015 | Poetry
Don’t do it brother, I’ve still got your back, just like I did when we served in Iraq. I can see that you’re hurting in ways I can’t fix, but find strength in the fact that I’ve still got your six. The bond that ties us has never been stronger just talk to me bro,...
by Ron Martin | Sep 9, 2015 | Poetry
Why are we so selective in our concerns? Why invade Iraq and still ignore Zimbabwe Are some peoples of the world more important? Or is it just a matter of expediency Were we so concerned about the people of Iraq ? Did Saddam Husains dictatorship present a danger to...
by Jon Lawton | Aug 27, 2015 | Poetry
A broken heart never heals Just switches off Not living, just existing Going through the motions Imitating life Marking time Hoping, but not believing That one day It Finds love
by Jon Lawton | Aug 27, 2015 | Poetry
In my deepest dreams At the Back of my mind On the Tip of my tongue The very edge of my thoughts Just out of my reach You’re always there Constantly
by Jon Lawton | Aug 27, 2015 | Poetry
I feel the pistol grip in my hand Familiar and smooth Touch my finger on the safety For the hundredth time Check the magazine is secure The change lever correct My position is firm I am ready To live or die I am a...
