Red hair and red faces
Inspired by Robbie Burns poetry
WELCOME HOME
It's about all who served in the "Green Hell". Written because it needs to be said and to instill hope in other "'Nam" era vets.
Riddled Past
Riddles speak of truth.
War for religion
This isn't so much a poem as an observation,we all have different opinions and the freedom of speech!!!
Victory
Victory! Says pounding drums Success! The trumpets blaze Triumph! Soldiers march in time As the masses craze Elated with our conquest Glinting off our guns Enemies defeated We thrill aloud as one Shaking off our weary Standing up our pride
Liberty Or Death
Heavy Metal
Sons Of Scotland
Sons Of Scotland It is sad to hear a summer’s last gasp sigh as through balding forests rising winds cry, when sweet and sour notes fill Autumn’s ear a year’s sun filled season’s last tune we hear! Far more sad when on foreign shore we stand
Programmed
Opinion, p.o.v, Vietnam, culture,
My Jamaica
There's a little island in the Caribbean Sea It's beauty you have to see to believe Some compare it to Eden's garden of old Others say one day it will be the dwelling of God The skeptics and doubters cannot resist Asking if such a place really
Expulsion!
PEOPLE MUST FIGHT THIS GOVERNMENT THAT IS TAKING OUR CONSTITUTION AWAY FROM US. THAT IS THE LAST SAFEGARD OF OUR CIVIL LIBERTIES! THEY CAN'T HAVE YOUR RIGHTS IF YOUR STILL USING THEM! THE PEOPLE UNITED WILL NEVER BE DIVIDED! I AM AN OATH KEEPER! PROTECT THIS LAND FROM FOREIGN AND! DOMESTIC! ENEMIES!
"The American Dream”
I wrote this poem in college.
Children At Home
In response to a poem of a battlefield scene where only one soldier remains alive and wonders what it was for. Children At Home But then the soldier quickly remembered That children at home could know, Without visions of friends dismembere
another memorial day
all laid down with the lined stones the felled remains of soldiers bones row upon row upon row upon row straight aligned see away they go to top of the hill and far beyond on holidays with small flags donned all the young men now gone to
Faithful Fighter
One day I talked to a quite close friend and was told with no emotion disturbing his speech that he shall leave soon, join army, be a proper soldier. No matter how many reasons he found for it, I was - and still am and always will be - against such decisions. But its his life, if he wants to waste it, its his choice I suppose...
New Chapter in the Life of I
My mind grows tired, the cigarette refused to burn These hard worn hands, wont stop their shaking!! Thumbling with lighter; now the second time I drop. My thoughts keeps ticking, 'please just make it stop' Lost in a strange, unfamiliar, environm
Programmed #2
Opinion, p.o.v, culture, society, tradition, cultural differences, sad
Kickits challedge (crooked fence)
A tribute to our soldiers and my lost fellow comrads
WHO KILLED CHRIST?
i WROTE
A Soldier's Weary Eyes
I am a Vietnam combat veteran and have written a publication entitled The Prose of War. This is one of the pieces from that group.
homecoming
I have came back, to where I came To tell you this, It's no the same I missed it so every day, folk would ask me, Why do I stay, So far away, fae ma ain kind There's somethin missin in your mind, I'm sure it was my heart they meant, The ache,
Fighting the Good Fight
I wrote this poem as a tribute to some of the good people I’ve met in the CS forum and blogs.
Lieing for Love!
Lie vs. truth He's only fooling himself
The Patriot
Dedicated to the troops from all nations in jeopardy on American Independence Day.
"Barrense Accent"
this poem reveals my native background and express the rich culture from my birthplace...
Fought For Freedom
military time
Comrades
Another poem perhaps nothing from the Muse and yet I feel the glimmer of thought: As I ride the waves of time There have been many lives Reading the histories of the Crusades I felt myself at the gates of Jerusalem The excitement of victor
American Sons
I would hope that people would put politics aside and pray for the safety and the safe return of all the military personal,from every country who has commited troops to the various conflicts around the globe.Our American military personal are all volunteers.I don't know of anyone who is "for" war,but the men and woman who serve do so willingly and are following orders.God Bless them ALL.
America
Freedom is always the toughest path, but a journey well travelled.
2020
THINGS HAVE GOTTEN OUT OF HAND
the easter riseing
I WROTH THIS POMES FOR IRELANDS SONS AND NOW WE HAVE PEACE THATS WHAT THEY WOULD HAVE WANTED
Back To Bernaccia
There’s a place in my heart Nowhere else can be A place just for you In my dreams Cheviots to the sea Yeavering Bell to the old Tyne River Forever home for me In Bernaccia. Grass not so green Streets not paved with gold The sun doesn
A soldiers body
I dreamed this conversation and had to share it. Hope you agree
futilitarianism
Late night typing
Apollon
Apollon, the son of Zeus, twin of Artemis. ???? ????????? ????????? - Defender of the Fatherland Day, is a holiday observed in Russia, Ukraine, Belarus and some other (now independent)states of the former Soviet Union. Inoffically the 23rd february is also the Day of Man. * my purpose was to reflect about modern day heroes and to "honour" them.
Shine On Jamaica
I wrote this to fulfil a promise
'By the Dawns Early Light'...
By the dawns early light.. we meet Smoke.. Hell.. and.....Fire.. By the dawns early light.. Spirit battles Spirit.. By the dawns early light.. Courage shall not flinch.. By the dawns early light.. The sword of Independence wil
!PAN!C!
see !PAN!C! PT. 2!
Army
Here they come down the street The men and women marching along Family cheering, crouds roaring and the men and women in uniform waving As the march along with the flag We solute the marching and honor the fallen As we are safe and free
Immigration
Don’t just sit on the fence. Decide what's in your best interest and act upon it.
This line we forever stand
I sat in my chain and thought why I joined the armed forces and as I rememberd why I decided to do a free verse poem. I felt overjoyed as I worte this.
the cradle
it speaks about our historical country and our adventure.
gulf war
this poem is based on the gulf war a young soldier trying to make meaning why he is in the combat zone with an invisable enemy.