by Alan Gower | Jul 22, 2011 | Poetry
On patrol you find a way, To carry on another day, Aching limbs, muscles cramp, Sweat all day, Clothes all damp, Stinging eyes, wiping brow, Been out here too long now. Still the lads are welded strong, A merry laughing family throng, When it’s over I can see, A...
by David McDonald | May 31, 2011 | Poetry
The bullet that left the scar on my nose, that one saved my life You stand thinking you are what they teach, you make a widow from a wife The army teaches very well, you still need to learn another craft If you don’t learn quickly to look out for yourself, you my...
by Nigel Earle | Apr 9, 2011 | Poetry
The bodies on the battlefield an erie smell of death a cry of loss and hopelessness of the carnage strewn around a barbaric symbol of endless war a loss that never ends behind each broken body a family cry and mourn a precious loss of someone special a grief that is...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 9, 2011 | Poetry
When the call comes in I go out, no matter what the danger I will answer the shout No matter the weather, the terrain or enemy fire, to save my comrade in arms I will always go out I may be ordered to go to war, to answer the call off the fallen I will not ignore Not...
by Gordon Bruce | Apr 9, 2011 | Poetry
His area filled with pictures, of family back home, allowing his mind to freely roam Children, his wife, and their dog as a pet, one of the happiest families I have ever met His belongings in a bag so neatly packed, he made sure his admin was done before he hit the...
