by Richard Gildea | Feb 8, 2012 | Poetry
His life was not meant to end this day Holding him close, the rhythm of my heart beats in desperation All else has failed, one last hope Lord kiss my breath with life; Do not let it end this way The feel of his touch upon my lips, no response, no willingness to engage...
by Richard Gildea | Feb 8, 2012 | Poetry
I am the one who walks through your dreams, without explanation or reason to be You witnessed me there on that darkest of days, when your heart was drowning in grief’s still waters The joyful abandon, of him playing with friends Brought to an end in fate’s...
by Richard Gildea | Feb 8, 2012 | Poetry
I can hear the heart rending wail of a Mother bereaved The life of her Son, cut short without explanation Above the sound of a myriad voices, the cry from her being demands to be heard Greater pain can never be borne, than to lose the child you have carried, nurtured...
by David McDonald | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
Twenty two years of loyal service, nothing to show for that A little red book and a few medals, he had managed to keep his hat Action in conflict seen too often, thanks never given enough Now a life alien to him, alone on the street living rough A discharge without...
by David McDonald | Jul 14, 2011 | Poetry
Big issue, big issue no thanks not today Big issue big issue get out of my way! You sent me to war; don’t you see who I was? Look what’s become of me, do you know the cause? Big issue, big issue move it sunshine! Big issue, big issue I don’t have the time You want the...
