Poems

We Will Remember Them

At the cenotaph our Queen will lay The first Remembrance wreath In her mind the men and woman Who fought and died for her beneath The small red paper flower With a plastic green stem Every year at the 11th hour We will remember them Back then it was over the top But...

Letters About Lies

I want to apologies for yesterday… I lied to you once again… I should know by now that I shouldn’t… I lied to you, daddy even though I don’t want to… I want to tell you the truth… But I can’t… I lied to you, mummy even though I don’t want to… I want to tell you the...

August my sad month

Its three years now that my dear old pets left me My old dog Polly and my three cats all in one month Were put to sleep God took away the ones that I did love I know they are now free from pain in his care in heaven above In his garden of paradise they will again play...

Christmas

Christmas is here the church bells do ring Holly and mistletoe and carols we sing The frosty air sparkles on windows bright In the calm and the silence of the night Snowflakes fall gently from the sky above Stars do twinkle from a place of love My loving cats who are...

Bonfire Night Memories

It's bonfire night and the sky is full of crackles and bangs, brightly coloured lights. The damp November air; full of gunpowder and the smell of fires and smoke everywhere! Oh how I love this atmosphere. If only I had someone to tell about 'our penny for the guy' or...

How will I cope

Nervous breakdowns are an illness on its own Eight months in a hospital feeling so alone Every day I wonder how I will cope With life and stress there doesn't seem much hope When I was so ill my dear friend cared for me Suddenly she's in heaven but I know she can see...

MY DEAR GHOSTS

I close my eyes, and they are here. Come from that secret place, where old friends sleep. They stir at my call. We are together now. Quietly, they come. So many well loved friends. Now we can go wherever memory takes us. Up to the hill? Down through the woodland’s...

It was a lovely autumn day…

The light fell early, into the long dark of the night. Sitting on the red brick wall, he wondered could they be right. The biddy’s he heard in the post room that day, was he to be called, would he have to go, was his letter on its way? Later the sirens whaled, and...

Cleaning Kit!

I hate cleaning kit; I despise it that’s that! I‘d rather get my head down and turn out it tat. Brass buttons must shine and boots have to gleam, there is never any time now for fun it would seem. Married to my brasso and divorced from my life, I spend more time in my...

11/11/11

The bell tolls but once a year, heroic souls all gather there. To hear the silence of the remembering verse, the verse I know and never need to rehearse. They listen in lands so far from home ground, voices on white faces talk without sound. Standing shoulder to...

Image of you

Look in the Mirror and what do you see Is a stranger before your eyes If you stare ahead with determined look Is it someone you recognise Do you watch in despair As you comb your hair Perhaps turn your head to one side Is this the image you saw before When upset you...

The Leaves of Autumn

The morning Sun is rising now Another day to start Yet another Summer is leaving soon And those halcyon days will depart So too the fragrance of Flowers in bloom And trees and shrubs an abundance of Green Giving way to the changing Seasons And a welcome to the Autumn...

My Bags are packed

There I was just turned Eighteen Been at college for a year Waiting for the call up, a small spike of fear Off into the unknown with my bags in tow I know my parents didn’t really want me to go New Iron, hangers, polish and cloth Checking the list twice to make sure I...

A small gift

Do you give a thought to that person? The one you don’t even know. Do you give thought to their actions? Of which you don’t see because they’re not on show. Do you enjoy the freedom you have? Sleeping safely tucked up in your bed. Do you enjoy the pleasures of life?...

Good soldier Bad soldier

Why is the enemy always so right It’s his “duty” to kill and to maim But when our soldiers put a foot wrong The world will soon lay the blame The enemy wait at the side of the road And blow up our troops as they please It doesn’t matter whoever they kill They “work”...

Why do I feel guilty ?

Why do I feel guilty? Why did I survive? Why did so many friends die? Why am I still alive? I have seen terrible things That I was not meant to see All the memories of carnage Will always forever haunt me War is a terrible thing Taking soldiers in their prime War is...

Silence on the battlefield

Deep within the battlefield When the guns ceased to roar A lonely soldier stood in silence And couldn’t take no more His nerves were all shattered His face was ashen white No more strength to carry on He had lost the will to fight He fell down upon his knees And...

BEWARE THE ANGEL

They call me their Angel. They think I can save them. But I can’t protect The life that God gave them. I dread talking to them When they first arrive. I know their first question Is if they’ll survive. In ways to give comfort, I don’t know what to do. Is it kinder to...

The High Ridge

Billowing curtains of smoke filled the air Hiding the holes and the mud Drifting and swirling they slowly revealed Dead soldiers and rivers of blood Slowly the smoke drifted over the trench Uncovering the carnage below Yesterdays orders to take the high ridge Was met...

Shame

We proudly served and followed the flag, hailed as heroes – liberators of Iraq. We fought with courage, faced the ultimate test, with honour and valour we all tried our best. We achieved our objectives, forced the change of regime, counted our dead, young lives wasted...

Dark and morbid escapes

I sit in the fading light of a cold waning moon, to contemplate the future of life's bitter gloom I dream of cold pie with sweet peaches and cream, but soon then I realise, it's naught but a dream I count then the stars in the sky all very bright, then shudder with...

Standing on the edge

I stand with my foot on the edge of a precipice With only one way down There is no stepping down no going back To step off will protect me from attack With one final thought I am taking the plunge Falling now faster as rocky outcrops pass by. Each seems like a...

My Dear Uncle

In 2004 my dear uncle died, I didn’t get to see him because I was a baby. I remember Chris holding me like he didn’t want to hold me. When I go to church I always pray and I say this ‘Dear Lord please can you bring back my dear uncle it’s no fun with please bring him...

Poor Old Me

I’ve always felt deflated That life has been unfair My teeth are pretty crooked I haven’t got much hair It was decided very early That I would not be tall With eyesight not too clever And feet designed to fall When handing out “equipment” I wasn’t first in line It...

What Would I Do

What would I do If soldier like you I was ordered to Afghanistan Would I be true Bid friends adieu And be proud to do what I can Would I be brave And try to save A colleague down in the dirt Run to his side And try to hide His body from any more hurt I hope that I...

Counting the Cost

The regiments are falling boys, they’ve fought their best but lost. They’ve stood their ground courageously but now must count the cost. Through centuries of conflict and on many battlegrounds, for us they’ve made their sacrifice but now their ‘Last Post’ sounds....

My Mother

When I am sad, I feel her near Although she is no longer here I see her face and then she's gone Back to heaven where she belongs I miss her so but in my heart I know in spirit we'll never part

Clovelly

There’s a lovely little village On the north coast of Devon That stands out in my memory For it’s quaint and it’s historic A never changing example Still there for everyone to see Old cottages and shops In a setting of great beauty Evidence of many a bygone era...

Ross’ Christmas Poem 2009

Dearest Ross I write this rhyme To try and help you pass the time I know you have a cunning plan And WILL defeat the Taliban So I write at Christmas one last time To tell you that the family’s fine Bub and Nanna send their Love And pray each night to God above Trevor...

When I Met a Soldier

When I met a soldier It was the best time of my life I had never dreamed that one day, I’d be sitting as his wife At first dating a soldier was such a lot of fun I hadn’t really thought of the concept of him carrying a gun When he first went away to Iraq I was worried...

Pride is…

What is the definition of pride? Is it something one can see? Pride can be so many things But this is what pride is to me Soldiers; Row upon row of heroes Chins pointing to the sky Chests braced, standing proud Heads held high A shining medal, duly deserved Officers...

HOMECOMING

Home at last to the familiar damp shallow valley, Smug beyond smut spattered collier burrowed woodlands, Helter skelter rail clattering shadow travelled cornfields, Ear-piercingly squealing across rain leaky roadbridge, To anonymously steal from the smoky stone...

The Lane

See the sun silvered sweep of immature wheat Encircling that insignificant lane, which once secreted A host of exhausted eyes, and bestowed such gracious seconds Of succour to the stupefied minds of they who trembled In petrified prayer, then sacrificed youth above...

Conflict

When I watch The News at Ten The headlines are about dying men. Military men walk out the door And leave their families to go to war. It’s not just about the Taliban fighting It stops the innocent reading and writing. Why does a religion all about peace Attack the...

At The Bedside

He died in clean white sheets And a folded corner bedspread Not on a stretcher bound. He died in a loved ones arms And a mother’s tear on his cheek Not in a medic’s frantic hands. He died in a peaceful room And a breeze from the window Not in the gritty desert lands....

Sleep eludes me

The Morning creeps up slowly The twilight fading fast My body near exhausted Another day at last With the dawn rising to greet me I'v'e yet to wake on this delight This day it shall immerse forever And in great sadness, I shall just wait for another night My senses...

LET THE EAGLE FLY

Let the eagle fly They say Let the smallest Of all amongst thee, Go free Let the wind Approach the heavy beacon And allow this Thing of beauty to fly Depart at noon To rise at sunset The eagle must learn to fly Embrace the world At it’s glory From the clouds view Let...

LET THE MOURNERS COME

Let the mourners come One by one Approaching the deceased one Let it be said As this man Is laid to rest The tears will flow Upon bitter ground To the end Allow the bells To start ringing And for the service To begin Let the mourners come But the grievance Has not yet...

FATHER OF THE BRIDE

I give thee A blessing To take my daughter’s hand At this I know There is much They’ve yet to understand With flowing gowns And pressed suits The materials embodied The beginning of pursuit With wine over flowing And fine words man must speak … My daughter Is married...

NATIONAL SERVICE

Your country needs you Is that what that man preached to you With worn out posters And a plead in his eye This country needs you As I apply Your country needs you Oh what a view The time is amoung us Now what do I do … Your country needs you Is that what the man...

ALLOW ME TO SEE

Allowing me to see the light of day Beneath all the changes Which occur within my life I filter the bad, and it becomes right.

A British heart

Down beats the drummer’s hand to lead them on their way. Faultlessly they marched in line, no single stride astray. Immaculate from head to toe, this military perfection; These highly polished men, today in personal reflection. With heads held high and shoulders back,...

Bereavement

Time to remember the good times Before age and infirmity called When youth gave you unending vigour Before you felt useless and stalled Time to remember your first love Who set your poor heart in a whirl How she would thrill and delight you You swore there ‘d be no...

Musa Qala’s Drift.

With the standard shining in the sun, Feeling the weight of the gun, Barricaded in pockets of ressistance, Far away from any assistance. This isnt the land of zulus and redcoats, Just pure survival and the occational anecdotes, It feels like it’s the whole country...

Times of change

I've been known to write an ode or two Especially late at night When I know folks might look for something to read Or on a subject throw some light For when you visit a Website It opens your eyes to a different world How other people lead their lives Or sit in their...

The Goose Fair

First thursday in October A time we know so well When the Lord Mayor rings out His famous Goose Fair bell The happy crowd that’s gathered Will surge towards the rides Mums and dads and aunties With children by their sides The dodgems and the waltzers Are still the...

LOOK DOWN TO NO ONE

It's dangerous to generalise and say 'they are all no good'. Different gifts and talents are needed, I'm sure that's understood. Do you feel superior? or is it really fear? Put away your prejudice and your bigoted idea. You're equal to the next person, no better or no...

Looking For God In A Hard World

Looking for God in a hard world is not easy. Does anyone care about the poor and needy? Why are the rich so greedy? Violence wars and hatred, famine and drought, So many go without, It's no wonder people start to doubt. Some people say there is no God, But with the...

REMEMBRANCE

Many sad stories, so often have been told, By those who did survive, and slowly have grown old. Stories of so many heroic deeds been done, In the darkness of the night and the bright glare of the sun. Of many bitter conflicts in another land, Many fought at distance,...

AFGHANISTAN

It was quite a while ago that we watched them march off proud, And all their friends and families, cheered out so loud. They knew it was a mission, that was very far away, And all that they could hope for was they’d be home safe one day, The trials they have faced,...

WOOTTON BASSETT

Over the last few years, your people have been top-class, Your sympathy has been priceless, as our fallen heroes pass. The respect that you have shown, to their families and friends, Has been more than was expected, your love has shown no end. So many times your...

I’m Sorry

Kept stored away under lock and key Were her soldier’s final words Unopened, unread, until such time They needed to be heard As she held the crisp white envelope Her tears she could not hide Her fingers trembled as she revealed The letter sealed inside Unfolding the...

The Cottage

With white shuttered windows And baskets of flowers The cottage was perfect A place to spend hours The inside was cosy An inglenook fire A space to relax in For folk to retire All this was dressing A respectable stance For this was a place Where the Devil would dance...

Stay Safe

I stand there looking at my child He says to me that l am his hero And that he loves me very much l am rooted to the spot I cannot move for l am close to tears My child reaches out and holds onto my hand As l have held his so many times over the years And he says to...

Little men who are green

Many have looked upon little men who are green wondering if their eyes do deceive what they have seen Surely it is a pursuit of the young To play with these little guys, having fun But there is more to them than meets the eye You can ponder while staring at the stars...

The Soldiers Inside Us All.

We all are soldiers in our way, Fighting personal demons every day, And in the dreams, every night. Hidden in the words we write. We battle in every day life, Against the bully holding the Knife, When he thinks us frail and weak, With hidden tears running down his...

More ‘ Troubles ‘

First the left elbow Then in the right An I.R.A. grass Was dealt with tonight A round in each kneecap To finish the job The Nutting Squad laughing The victim just sobs The punishment finished A Belfast dark lane Crippled for life He wont walk again A warning to others...

Knock At The Door

Is it a teenager after his ball, Or a menacing stranger prowler on call, Or is he in uniform bearing bad news He is not coming home The knock at the door No more knock at the door He's forgotten his keys No more Knock at the door Hi honey it's me Knock at the door...

A Soldier Far From Home

Fighting on a foreign shore so far away from home. Fighting for a nation, yet they can not call it home. They will let you spill your blood to help ' land of the free' But to live in their Great Kingdom they will charge a hefty fee. From a tribal Island nation They...

The Poor Always Pay

It seems those people paying taxes Can’t keep the rest that just relaxes The Tories say they’ll turn the tide And stop the slackers easy ride They say to do this is repugnant And many of us will be redundant Thus cutting costs at one swift stroke Before the country...

Young versus Old in Irwell Road

Down our Little Hulton Irwell Road ... it's; 'Young versus Old'. Us lads don't want to play with toys, we want to play football and make a noise. We play from morning till night; sometimes under the street light and sometimes in the garages for our real 'championship...

Lest we forget 9/11

Have we forgotten their ultimate sacrifice? Of these men and women who died in their thousands? including so many emergency service people, who acted so very brave without question; proud of their free world; not ashamed to be Christian, (or any other faith of their...

Remembrance poem

Battlefields not long ago these pleasant meadows and thick forests Below the mountains And these now capped with virgin snow ran red As your progenitors fought, shed their blood, Poured out their lives, became the dead For you Now those still young from their hallowed...

Turtle Island The land of the free

Growing up in the watershed of Northern Ontario, Moosonee, James Bay to be precise, Growing up I recall moments in time of standing quiet among tall reeds, feeling wind caresses out at the bay, Growing up I knew no turmoils except for home and community filled with...

Teach a Child how to build a Dream

Dear one, listen and watch, I will show you what love is through loving words and my smile, Little one, watch how I button your clothes with care, Down to showing you how to tie your shoelace. Dear one, right now that is not much, As you walk through days, weeks,...

Prayers on the Mountains.

The sun sets on us that are left, As we stand upon the jagged cleft, The forlorn tears trickle down our cheeks, As their spirits rise past the towering peaks. We wish all those that have been before, That have fallen in the times of war, To be remembered in the...

70 YEARS ON SEPTEMBER – 2010 – REMEMBRANCE

Looking back! I remember a child, with gasmask and dreams on a train filled with strangers, so many fears, formed by speech where I lived, fear was the norm. Seeing the young boys in uniforms marching against fascism this maniac who wanted the world. Split from family...

Fulfilment

White dove of peace Wings outstretched in static pose Inelastic as the royal icing Unnatural, not real; unyielding, To the knife that hovers Held in our bonded hands Above the colourless flowers Starved of earth, in which to grow. Fairytale wedding, too sugary sweet A...

A Mother’s love is Eternal

The one thing I learnt very early in life The importance of a Mum & Dad The love of a Happy Family Tho’ riches we never had And as I read the words you wrote It all quickly came back to me For the hands of time keep rushing by But it is easy for me to see That you are...

Wild Dogs of Africa

Until the Hunt Pulsating heat on painted dogs, relentlessly fingers the hushed shade of the Kopjes, where they rest till the shadow of dusk cries. ........................... If Only... They kill to eat, to feed the next generation Not out of greed or for self...

Rumour control

My name is of no consequence, You may even take a poll To find out who I really am, The truth, ‘RUMOUR CONTROL’. I know of everyone’s business, Even before they do. If nothing happens and I’m bored, I make them all come true. If life is dead and terribly dull, I make...

Ode to an Alki

She came one night to Germany They had to let her go, She came to join the army For about three years or so. We met her at the station Her spirits were really blank So we took her to the local pub They call the Allee Schanke (Church) We go there now quite often And...

The Troubles in Northern Ireland

The men stood in the City The City torn between Fighting for Republic Or fighting for The Queen Religion was the reason So many people died Senseless slaughter, murder too It made man sick inside The local police were helpless The Murderers were free That's why these...

A Day off work!

Get out of bed, slurp coffee, wash and dress. Get into the car, main road, traffic, stress. Put the radio on, listening to the news. Raining now, I’ve caught the workday blues. I’m walking in the office, turning the computer on. I’m sorting out the things that are...

Nurses Don’t Cry

There’s something in our code That says we must be strong. The experts say we don’t feel. The experts would be wrong. Nurses handle anything. Nurses never fear. Nurses keep emotions buttoned, And never shed a tear. We’re bathed in daily suffering, Every scream and...

The Thousand Yard Stare

I look behind me and see more than the past. I look before me and see more than the future. This memory of more than I've experienced is the thousand-yard stare. My eyes are cloudy with the mist of war. Drops of rain mix with the red dust and sweat, and blood. If the...

Bayeux – Normandy

The grass cut like a bowling green. The neatest grass I’ve ever seen. The trees are trimmed and straight of line. The neatest place, it’s quite sublime. The birds all sing their sweetest songs, the place where calm and peace belongs. The paths kept clear, the leaves...

The Lineman

Snow up to the waist Freezing feet and soaking socks The cold is creeping everywhere The low rumbling of the guns The smell of cordite in the air The drum of Don10 is heavy The drum itself all covered in ice My gloves are soaking My fingers are numb As I stagger and...

The Town that mourns

The mournful bell slowly tolls echoing across the fields The early morning mist begins to rise Exposing a Wiltshire town beneath grey skies People milling around as if waiting for something to happen The mournful bell still tolls Old men in blazers and berets stand...

Don’t disrespect our Hero’s

you are a traitor to your country and to others Threatening all those widows and mothers Go hang your head in shame With the others that are to blame Because nobody is interested in you You disrespect real troops that lay there dying With your bogus soldiers profile...

Military Nursing

A Tribute to your Mother Though she’s no longer with you here Reflects the love and high esteem Held by you year on year As you display the words she wrote For all on here to see The story of her Service life In perfectly rhyming poetry And when her rhyme had finished...

The Gardeners Enemy

This young lady's a bit upset At what she's seen outside That all the work she put into the flower bed Has apparently withered and died But now this female slouth With magnifying glass at the ready to hand Looking for a reasonable answer to why Her plants met their...

Ain’t worth a Cuss

I’d say the peacetime soldier ain’t worth a tinker’s cuss. They’re layabouts and drunkards, and often something wuss. So if our fire brigade or dustbin men refuse to work today, Well; get the squaddies off their arse, and make them earn their pay. They skive around in...

The Few

So peaceful by the Nissen hut, waiting for that fateful call, ‘Scramble, Scramble’, a swarm of Spits and Hurricanes all around. Was the scheme for this sortie to defend our shores at Dover? Or worse, cross foreign fields to fight the foe in his fatherland. Please...

Bugle Call To The Brave

On village greens in each county Buglers would give out the call To labourers scything the harvest And masons repairing the walls The drummers would beat out a rhythm That few of the crowd could resist Recruiters would badger the shy ones Until not a soul had been...

Picotee

Begotten from the womb, that gave up the Titanic, In keel your fate was written, fatal, mortal, tragic. Oh, little Flower, babe of less than one, Guarding older mother-ships, your charge was well done. Your brave little hull, stopped the finger of death, Your brave...

Then Dance We Will

We may be parted and alone The days be long and dark The rain may fall incessantly And still the morning lark But dance we will despite the weather And walk through fields of fragrant heather On summer days as evening falls My heart will long for you Its love will...

Afghan Patrol

Men of war steadily passing by Invisible to the beggar’s blinded eye Ignorant of kites swirling high in the sky Moving outside the world of you and I Heedless of the hungry child’s pleading cry Wary of all innocent passers by Men of war keep passing by

Separation

Our love holds us in so many ways Through our lonely nights and days The single meal taken alone Should be a banquet with you The solitary drink quietly taken That should be a party for two Coming home to an echoing empty place No greeting smile from your welcoming...

The Pause

Could you spare just two minutes for a good cause Can your really busy schedule afford the pause? Just two very short minutes is all that we ask Can you possibly spare them from your day long task? Time is precious isn’t that what they always seem to say? But what is...

I’m a cheeky young chappy

I’m a cheeky young chappy, cheeky that’s me I live in a mansion near Clacton-on-sea I play in the sand with me bucket and spade I wear designer sun glasses but me mates call them shades I go home in the evening before the sun fades I drink soup from a basket served up...

Carve my name upon my stone

As I landed in the desert, oh what a dreadful sight There was bodies all around me, I wet my pants with fright, My captain said go forward son, but keep your head down low, Just then a bullet pierced my helmet I guess I was too slow, And as I laid in the desert dust...

Breaking the news

Guess its now time to tell you the truth Theres no Santa, Easter bunny or fairy for your tooth I feel bad to have to tell you this way Its best that you know, sorry if it spoilt your day

Social Structure

Canvas stretching the Savannah Horizon a softening watercolour Palette green and granular brown Acacia bleeds a thorny crown Paper Mache of hinterlands Landscape of Africa commands. Pups emerge from coolness deep Painted dogs brush eyes from sleep Socially...

Oh! Woe is me

Oh! Woe is me what’s happened Where has my work all gone Someone’s pinched all my poems Perhaps used them for their own I thought that posted here For other Members to read Could be a way of sharing Without their safety I would exceed Maybe they’ve been removed to the...

Dawn on the South Downs’

Over the south soft rolling hills of the South Downs, Horizon wears beauty, as Royalty wear crowns, As water-weak Sun streaks the pink-red morning skies, In the far past distance, a cold Autumn night dies. Dawn's final destination of awakening, As each tiny flower's...

Mother Nature Caresses The Fallen

Mother Nature caresses the fallen Returned to the earth with love For the spirit of the fallen Return to their God above Where each one is laid to rest A carpet under the sod Angels will accompany the fallen Into spirit where there shall meet their God Mother nature...

Dora and Nick

Dora was a dancer When they met in Central Park Nicky was in I.T. And they talked till it was dark Dora studied ballet In Iceland where it’s cold She longed for the Big Apple And the sights there to behold Nicky’s new apartment Was a place for them to meet The welcome...

%

of people exposed to mass violence have been shown to develop PTSD

Million Adults are diagnosed with PTSD during a given year

Women are 2x more likely to suffer from PTSD than men