Beachheads Poems - Poems about Beachheads

...THE DRILL Arrive with boots. The march early or late. The rose-fed cheeks. The eyes are green - new leaves. The cadence call. No turning back. Blank slate. New beginnings. In adventures, believ......Read the rest...

...Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) and a bridge too far on north-west passage. From out of the Valley of Mizpah to the fires of perdi......Read the rest...

...If I'm moon in night's sky and love's warmth's not apparent, rhymes' truths seem reflected at best, light’s eclipse still’s a rare thing and not of my choosing! Love dims in life’s shadow, emerges......Read the rest...

...The bombers began to bleed their heavy tears of death from 20,000 feet above the breathless battlefield, B-17 Flying Fortress formations moving with apocalyptic aplomb the shadows of high metal......Read the rest...