Home, was where you went at six pm. for supper,
for lunch when there was no school, and you were out
all morning playing.
Where special breakfasts were served on weekends.
Where you made your cold cereal breakfasts before
going to school from the third grade on.
Home was where you always found clean clothes
one a week, sometimes twice on your bed to be folded
and put away in your dresser drawers or put on hangers
and hung up by you.
It was where your mother and father lived.
Where your mother cared for you when sick,
Father handed you a few bucks 'on the sneak' Friday night
he really didn’t have when you were going out with your
girlfriend now wife.
Where you were told.
"Of course, you could come back home after our enlistment
was up in the service."
Where fifty dollars left on your end table in your bedroom
was still there after ten weeks of basic training.
Home, wasn't such a bad place to have been then, or now,
when I think about.
Categories:
enlistment, home,
Form: Free verse
The Enlistment
David J Walker
As if a brave character in
A sad play he marched
In heavy boots to the old bus station
Feigning courage in the face of
Every uncertainty
Counting on the five fears
a soldier tries to hide
from anyone who asks why
His life is not his own
Maybe he'll come home
only if he’s lucky
and someone
else isn’t
Categories:
enlistment, farewell,
Form: Rhyme
The mountain calls for me
The Valleys in awe with me
What's wrong with me
The air and nature braces me
Cooling winds around me
What is wrong with me
Never Ending resistance
Nature's Enlistment
Prevalence reality
11/19/19
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2019
Categories:
enlistment, endurance, environment,
Form: Rhyme
Military Bonuses
By Franklin Price
10/25/2016
Military bonuses
I'm hearing in the news
Are asking to be paid back
From the people that they choose
From the military people
Who signed up and that's a fact
Due to bonuses they got
On the hill there's little tact
Do not care the money's spent
That the bonuses a clause
In the enlistment papers
Why take it back? Well just because
I've got a better idea
Let's take back the money spent
On the Congress that's in Washington
Have not earned why they were sent
For sure their lives not on the line
They barely hit a lick
Then vote themselves another raise
Their greed just makes me sick
Leave alone the bonuses
The military spent
Against the waste that's on the hill
It doesn't even make a dent
If Congress didn't do it
Who's there to clear the beef?
The decision is the President's
The Commander and the Chief.
Categories:
enlistment, abuse, betrayal, career, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
Memorial Day 2
“All gave some, Some gave all”
Written: by Tom Wright
2016
Today, we memorialize our soldier’s who lie at rest,
Many left families, perhaps some, with wife and child.
Facing life’s challenges they gave country their best,
And for a period of enlistment would become exiled.
They chose to represent our country and its flag,
Some paid the supreme price for our freedom of choice.
Some had their awaited homecoming via a body bag,
And today from heavens portals let the angels rejoice.
Today, I give thanks to the unselfish Veterans for their service,
Those who stood in the gap as defenders of what we hold dear,
Our freedom; and to my brother Master Sergeant
Joe D Wright who served 4 tours with honor in Vietnam;
Tom
Categories:
enlistment, brother, freedom, memorial day,
Form: Lyric
Downhill Skiing and Sledding
He had always found Hillary hard to face
Which is why Bernie runs all over the place
And he really never got to know her
Started sinking to depths that are lower.
Worse things ever he often had applied
Saying how Hillary was not qualified
She started crying and is now bawling
Bernie's platform needs some overhauling.
What to me I find to be the most amusing
Numbers he mishandles and is misusing
Started realizing he was not in the know
Saying forty score and seven years ago.
After read threw some history pages
That would have put us in the Dark Ages
He seems to be in and also way out far
And to his enlistment received a bar.
He never had passed the bar before
Hasn't figured out how to keep score
Can't downhill ski but is only sledding
Which is where he is always heading.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx
Categories:
enlistment, humor, humorous,
Form: Couplet
Your courage unfettered by doubt or dismay
Your character tempered to battle display
Enlistment from spiritual beings on high
The question of conflict you chose to comply
Of youth, beauty you considered for naught
Consequence to the war which you fought
Liberation for France by the hand of your deed
A King has been crowned the English concede
Your passionate mission of promise so great
Now turns against you to consummate fate
Captured imprisoned, unwavering faith
Instructions of wisdom have ceased from the wraith
Heretic, witch, thus you're accused
Your judges convictions of principles abused
You dare to slap the church in the face
Your silence condemns them to their own disgrace
Sentenced to death and burned at the stake
Persecution content for their own prides sake
Furious bravery accomplished endeavor
Oh Joan...martyr, You will live forever
Categories:
enlistment, betrayal, celebration, character, death,
Form: Ballad
He celebrated his enlistment
And proudly showed the pictures of his plane,
A screaming bird emblazoned with the stars
And stripes. He joked about our home fried chicken
And kissed his baby sister, promising
To bring back toys and treats from foreign lands.
He believed in freedom, said that all
The people of the world should have that chance;
The Viet Cong would rue the day
The soldiers of America marched across their land.
They brought him home in pieces,
Shielded in a casket closed, draped
With the flag he bravely served.
We take the roses to his grave,
Red and white and bound with ribbons blue;
We weep, not alone for him,
But for the “huddled masses yearning to breath free,”
And for the valiant efforts that may have been in vain.
Categories:
enlistment, missing you, patriotic, soldier,
Form: Free verse
My words echo back to me
Off barren walls
Through empty halls
Find no hearing ears this eve
Except my own
I'm quite alone.
Soon perhaps I'll leave this place
For greener fields
'Cross distant hills
And never happen back this way
Except in thought
For lessons taught.
I'll follow perchance this gale
That birthed my soul
And kept the coals of hope aglow
A peaceful breeze that fills my sails
And safely takes me
Across seas of animosities.
Here the grass has all but died
And turned to brown
Exposing bare ground
No longer can my roots be tied
I'll leave the wind the master
To choose a way to greener pastures.
Timothy I. Brumley
Just in case any of my fans are wondering, I wrote this poem in 1979 just
before coming back from overseas during my enlistment in the Air Force.
The breeze, or gale, mentioned above represents the Holy Spirit.
Categories:
enlistment, adventure, faith, introspection
Form: Rhyme
It would have been his twenty-third
birthday next month on the sixteenth.
Today we received a letter
From the government informing
Us our son was killed while fighting
The enemy in Kandahar
Afghanistan two days ago.
I cannot help feeling guilty
for our dear sons untimely death.
I could have fought his enlistment
Instead I let him convince me
That it was the right thing to do.
If only I had been more firm
If….If…he’d be alive today.
Categories:
enlistment, death, introspection
Form: Verse