Best Regiments 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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Where are you, Spring?
Nor'westerly, with icy blade it carves
through puny shields of woolly hats and scarves
gives brief respite, then pierces yet again,
brings tears to eyes...

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Sun is shining as I sing my redemption song.
Hey lady, no woman no cry, lets spread one love.
Jammin', spreading positive vibrations so strong,
like three little...

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It was the summer - August 4
When England joined the First World War
1914 the very year
Before wives and children shed their bitter tears

‘The war to...

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rows of sleeping words
    dictionary regiments
    poet makes them dance...

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They burst forth and charge downwards
Matching uniforms shiny against the grey sky
Their only desire to smash suicidally upon our ranks
We hear the thunder of them...

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On the eve of that somber, stormy night,
I began to see strings of spring swirling soundlessly
along the thread-thin blade of this culinary cutlery.
Why does gravity...

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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...

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While midnight bats are gnawing gnats and feasting free unseen,

a toddler’s fed from garbage sheds an elegant cuisine.

Along the trails in distant dales a lonesome...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the...

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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...

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Kalamatsch

As a kid I played with mud in pouring rain
               ...

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The Gurkha's, warriors from Nepal
Who fought many battles, where many fell
They gave their lives
To a cause far from home
To protect and serve the British Throne
...

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acrostic

Regiments  of verse march in rhythm. 
Eagerly they traipse word by word
Combing the theater of my mind.
Trying  this ancient captain’s orders.
Inspired to pass...

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Battle of Arras April – May 1917
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet

I was not there.  I have...

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