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View all →A Shout Away
Our demons don’t knock before they call, They wait in silence, hidden from all. A scent, a sound, a place, just doors That open many waiting sores. There is no cure that makes it cease, No single path that gives us peace. Instead, we learn some ways to cope, With...
I Forgot a Card this Year
This is a Poem I wrote for my wife on our anniversary because I forgot to get a card. Turned out to be the best this I did, because I got express my feeling for her in a way I never had before; I forgot to get a card this year and that I may regret But all the things...
The Lonely Soldier
I have no stories to tell you Nor victories to recall No pictures of my daring deeds Or accolades on my wall But after serving 39 years and more I fight most every night With the battles that go on in my head That gives me sleepless nights Being part of the big Green...
Darcey
Darcey A very sad day, grief beyond measure I lost my Pal, ‘’Darcey” my Treasure The time had come to end her fight A time to do what I knew was right A reluctant act, but do it I must The proper way to repay her trust A terrible decision, it could make you cry Is She...
The White Towers Wound
Flowing from the Tower’s wounded walls Forgotten names in sacred halls Remember the Blitz & wartime fears Poppies prompting loved ones tears Striking sights Poppies pour Across the lawn by the White Tower Door Blood Red Poppies form a flowing Ripple From the...
Under the same Sun
We were born under the same sun, you and I, Although we look not alike. Your skin is dark and mine is light. We pray to different gods, we speak not the same, but love knows no borders, and we play the same game. With laughter and kindness, we bridge every gap, and in...
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Darcey
Darcey A very sad day, grief beyond measure I lost my Pal, ‘’Darcey” my Treasure The time had come to end her fight A time to do what I knew was right A reluctant act, but do it I must The proper way to repay her trust A terrible decision, it could make you cry Is She...
The White Towers Wound
Flowing from the Tower’s wounded walls Forgotten names in sacred halls Remember the Blitz & wartime fears Poppies prompting loved ones tears Striking sights Poppies pour Across the lawn by the White Tower Door Blood Red Poppies form a flowing Ripple From the...
Under the same Sun
We were born under the same sun, you and I, Although we look not alike. Your skin is dark and mine is light. We pray to different gods, we speak not the same, but love knows no borders, and we play the same game. With laughter and kindness, we bridge every gap, and in...
Maelstrom to Monochrome
Sinuous in my silk gown, I slip seamlessly though the enveloping white mist, its droplets, glinting like diamonds, caught in the tendrils of my hair. The mist is ice cold, alive and swirling and I am flung around like spun sugar. Scarlet streams of blood, leave my...
Demise of the Wise Ones
Let them lie where they fell when the gales ripped them from their ancient birth; fractured roots exposed, like nerve endings. Let them lie where they fell a rest for a weary walker and a scramble and leap for a frisky tongue lolling dog; a seat for lovers. Let them...
Where once was life…
There’s an old nest in the hedge, forgotten, deserted. It rests in criss-cross privet, a sculptural memorial of eggs cracking, hatching, new life out of dead twigs, dried moss and lifeless grass. The breath left it long ago. A gaping silence.
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"Through my own experiences in talking with the boys and girls about their thoughts on war and how they felt about going into action… through poetry they express themselves with absolute clarity, deep feeling and simplicity. I only have to read 'In Flanders Field' or Kipling's 'Tommy' to fully appreciate and be thankful for the beauty of FLOW. We must never forget them."
Dame Vera Lynn DBE — Our late patron, 1917–2020
