007Loverman Poetry (3)

The wind of change that blows us
Like ash that fills the air
We all gaze at it in amazement
But do we really care
It moulds us and it bends us
But does it change us for the good
We cannot get to hold it
Or catch it in a box
That wind of change that blows us

For change were told is better
As long as your a go getter
So the wind just blow you quicker
To that certain end
For you will not stop it
My beleaguered friend
It moulds you and it shapes you
Then blows away your ashes
The wind that does the changes
Changes not a jot
The only thing that we can say is we have had our lot

LOVE
The light that shows the passion
The dark that hides the soul
The fear that stops us loving
For tongues that quite speak
The hands that hold true emotion
The love that colours passion deep
The hate that kills, what you want to keep
See the lines upon the canvas
That lay it bare for all to see
So look for all the good things
There in both you and me
Love will glow so brightly
Then for all to see

The Field


I watched out on that cold crisp day

For King and country the officer would say

That field grew blooms of fire and light

As noises grew forever louder day and night



Up then lads the shout would come

Forward, forward with bayonet and gun

My body willing, my mind was weak

As I stumbled that day upon my feet

The noise the roar, the flash of light

That caught us all within our flight


We were scythed like wheat that once stood proud

Come then lads was heard out loud



The field’s now quiet, the guns have gone

But some dear friends they linger on

Their spirits call me from the grave

All the heros’ ..... All the brave

Remember all those who came not back

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