by Don Holmes | Oct 10, 2015 | Poetry
You’d never guess to see me now That I was once a soldier Not stooped and walking with a cane They came when I grew older You’d never guess that these frail hands Were capable of killing Did things that I did not expect To earn the Monarch’s shilling You’d never guess...
by Richard Gildea | Oct 10, 2015 | Poetry
Our former selves appear mere shadows now As “Light of Life” diminishes thru time “To right all wrongs” we all didst once avow Then circumstances caused to realign By actively engaging with said foe Twas thought that we may put an end to war By showing them another...
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...
by Alan Parry-Booth | May 5, 2015 | Poetry
So they signed a bloody armistice In nineteen-forty-five And the soldiers all came home again Those which were still alive. Our army was in tatters Reduced to very few And the P.M. called the cabinet To see what they should do. Discussions seemed quite endless And...
by Ross de Freitas | Oct 25, 2014 | Poetry
I want to be a soldier Be brave stand tall and still I want to fight my corner And defend my own free will My friend would be a stranger Standing by my side And in those times of danger Be with me for the ride My dad would be my corporal Stern yet kind and fair My...
