Best Regiment Poems

It was a glorious summer day and I woke up with the lark
Got my wheelchair ready and then headed to the park
I noticed a girl...

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You will have probably heard this story, it's often been told
About Captain Tom who's ninety nine years old
He's a Second World War veteran who's served...

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The Black Hills wept for Thee

East of the Black Hills of South Dakota, 
On the Pine Ridge Reservation,
Live a proud tribe of Oglala Lakota, 
Part...

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I spied a valley low
Across the road from the cemetery
A Columbus monkey swinging by
The trees of the valley
Stood tall and forlorn
Observing the crematorium
Covered in light...

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A shaman prays, the Spirit hears
While a Seventh Calvary regiment waits
Unarmed, a tribe endures a Union's hate
Their animosities, and their fears
As the blue coats begin...

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The Silence of War

Behind the Curtains of a church window
Men in Prayer, orchestrated by sweat and Lice
Find relief from snipers gaze

Beside the cross sits the...

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We gave Johnny a gun and a uniform
Trained him to kill, in a regiment conform
Sent him deep into Vietnam jungles warm
With little regard to how...

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"Exegesis"



At 7 he was 
thrown to the wolves

Bede marked his territory
hidden secrets 
kept in the abbey

he escaped
went to war
where the unwanted trod

First regiment,
Vietnam
he took with...

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I watched as Johnny was handed a uniform
Saw him trained him to kill, in a regiment conform
Marched by his side in Vietnam jungles warm
There was...

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WAR SIREN

On the battlefield, the ruby blood, 
is caked to warm dusty brown to dry.
Bedraggled women calls the living, 
she, with pleasure, makes a soldier...

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The U.S. was fighting against Spain over their colonial policies with Cuba,
And Asist. Secretary of the Navy, Theodore Roosevelt resigned his position just to join...

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Over the west Sun dies, oozing blood, 
The hillside glows in a ruddy blaze, 
Pink and crimson fade slowly around, 
And a pallid shade taints...

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Old Death is a scar,
an empty eye socket, a lost limb.  
It has been grieved and we leave it alone
most of the time except...

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The Intrepid 

Tall Savannah grass, he had to drive on its only road it was narrow 
had no pavement, he rode his scooter could see...

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"As the sky melts to reveal a slivered moon, 
My own reflection will begin soon

To critique my day,
In an objective way

As to whether my reveal,
Had...

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