Canteens Poems - Poems about Canteens

...Once, I was there to check a tall Zaki And it became reason to meet khaki, Very clean but most offices tacky: A cop could turn one into a lackey! I know The Police is for the Nation But I sha......Read the rest...

...I'd just checked out of a hotel in the town of Santa Fe Went to the store to collect supplies and went on my way I was heading for the gold rush in the state of California And had registered......Read the rest...

...Vibram lugs 2 inches thick for edge work back when I was so young with mountains to climb the leather uppers with mink oil spread in the oven baked again and again Mountains I climb......Read the rest...

...The old fashioned monsoons Meant for the flowers and cacti of Arizona California And New Mexico Have fled those deserts and dusty reservoirs To find a new friend instead in Michigan Up here in......Read the rest...

...What if.. What if; it wasn't a lockdown forenoon Mommies whisking to kitchenette Daddy's out with newspaper headlines Little cubs denned in their late quilt and wishing no schooling today ......Read the rest...

...A PEACEFUL ARMY Special soldiers went to war Some being not so young. Enlisted to do their duty, But would never fire a gun. They wore a different uniform, Which displayed a red shield. Th......Read the rest...

...“Let ‘em loose,” came his bellowing yell, “I got 3,000 head I gotta to sell, Goin' 1,000 miles in weather that's hell, You're all gonna sweat and all gonna smell”- The boss’s eyes on ten cowboy......Read the rest...

...At last, a refuge from the wind and sand Afraid of the posse that was still on their heels Now they could loose themselves in the badlands Wondering why they had ever decided to steal The horse......Read the rest...

...as we walk pots clink against canteens – squirrels chatter......Read the rest...

...Mr and Mrs private first class stationed in Augsburg 15th battalion second Calvary division canteens and sea rashins were being distributed while we had four more court martials. lined outsid......Read the rest...

...we gathered our canteens while coughing up tar from the hidden gravel across high terrain through the mist of Ankara teal fabric blew in the.breeze over burnt orange fragments torn from my t......Read the rest...

...Little brook of childhood, your water flowed and stayed always cold, I traveled far to reach that scented, steep hill as winter ended with chill. And listening to the babbling sound, mist rose fro......Read the rest...

...A cowboy named Hank joined wagon trails going west on his horse He rode the outskirts and back trails of cities in search of a home He would get a piece of land for growing corn near a river’s sour......Read the rest...

...A cavalryman's day was guided by a series of bugle calls, The dulcet tones reverberating within the palisade walls. Wanting to hurl a boot at the bugler for "Reveille" at dawn, Instead he stumbled......Read the rest...

...Growin' up on the Hoosier farm, Mom fixed very simple chuck. (We'd never heard of pate de fois gras or crispy Peking duck!) But never mind such sophisticated and fanciful cuisines. I'd much prefer......Read the rest...