Best British Poems

It's the only land that you can
get all seasons in one day
you name it UK displays it
all the colors from blue to grey
 
It certainly has loads of great variety
from sun clouds snow and  pouring rain
to hail winds storms and freezing ice
has such a...

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There was talk about the nuclear bomb
There was a war going on in Vietnam
It was on the news, the drummers were drumming
Look out America, the British are coming

We couldn't wait to turn our radios on
To hear Paul and Ringo, George and John
What could make you...

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They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking in equal measure.

Clothes  are  Falling   in...

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Today it’s Pancake Day and there’s to be a pancake race
Entrants are on the starting line with a smile upon their face

Old Ted ‘s ready with his frying pan, he is a fat old josser
but when it comes to pancakes, Ted’s an expert tosser

The gun...

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They said we’d have snow and, by God, they were right
I’m told that it came down just after midnight
But systems in place and procedures pre-planned 
Meant our society could make a stand

They’ve closed all the schools and they’ve cancelled the trains
They’ve banned all the buses...

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Today is Pancake Day and there’s to be a pancake race
folk are on the starting line with a smile upon their face

Ted is ready with his frying pan, he is a fat old josser
but when it comes to pancakes, Ted’s an expert tosser.

The gun goes...

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a single white rose
   purity gained victory
   red rose in death throes


   The County of Yorkshire England.
               George Seal.



   union designed
  ...

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We invented cricket and football
And guess what we useless at them all
We loose every game 
Drives the supporters insane
But we good for an after game brawl...

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The ask of cultures. 
Dutch to Portugal, do you think colonisation of fruit and lands and their inhabitants was the fairest exchange of our tactics of the strategy to wrestles of communication. They decided the best option was a renegotiation of trade affairs and markets....

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By Robert J (Bob) Moore © 2016

I am a British soldier, been a soldier all my life
and back home in England, I left 2 kids and a wife
now I’m outside Sebastapol, with Cardigans Brigade
waiting to fight the Russians, Cavalry on Parade

We are part of Raglans...

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Politicians abandon native life,
Trouble rising,
Broken lands civil strife. ...

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A savoury kedgeree
Lancashire hotpot
A prime beef wellington pie
With pan haggerty
Spotted-dick pudding
Real ale
Cheers!...

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WORLD WAR 11 THROUGH THE EYES OF MY MOM
POEM NO. 1 OF TRILOGY

World war 11 was nearing its end, 
The Nazis losing ground
In Russia, been driven out of Moscow, 
Everywhere snow bound,
Dying like flies because of the bitter cold,
No Food, no shelter, just attack after...

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Quis? Ego
~ on the anointing of Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson

So what if it was just a drunken dare
Quis? Ego! Made at Eton long ago
I dub thee Boris of the Golden Hair
Servus, servum, servi, servo, servo
So what if afterwards they went to town
and ordered tiny...

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Listen all that stumble and fallen into arms of Angels.
This of mine' loves so dearly, much more than she can be loved.

Seraphims above and ghastly deities below -
She is the purest form of them all. 
Her smiles' elegantly reassuring. 
Like a singing bird that deserves...

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