Soldier Girl Poems

poetess of love
heart of a warrior princess
starry eyed dreamer





*tribute to Brandy Nicole, a soldier in the cause of truth and justice... and love...

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The first 'real' poem I wrote
shook me to the core.
I say I wrote it but really
I think I was channelling it.

I was a fifteen year-old...

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A Soldier That Lost His All

Despite his means, despite his plight
He rendered help to those in need,
No place he had fixed for each night
His life...

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Every now and then
The cold blooded floor cements her dream.

Every now and then
She wakes up to the livid voice of her baby sinking into cupid...

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A misfit among misfits 
Away from family and friends
Wondering was I wrong and
Is this how the adventure ends.
Had I chosen the wrong course 
Leaving my...

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Standing in front of charred burning houses all alone
My mind is blank
Totally numb
In a state of shock

I wonder what mistakes did I do to deserve...

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For you we sacrificed everything
our property, our family
our friends and neighbours
and our own lives
thinking you will be our
saviour. 
At the most difficult time
of our life...

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She was sick, but you would never know it.
She liked her nurses, they were slim and fit.
She rarely complained. Her name was Bonnie Proctor. 
She...

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Welcome home the family has missed you                        Dad come down now    ...

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I wanna tell you a story about a little girl
A beautiful sweet little girl
who enjoys living in her 
own world of recluse 
hopscotching to the...

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She hid her face in her fragile hands, 
Crying at what he did to her heart, 
They'd promised never to stay apart,
But he had gone...

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I want to love a bonnie girl


I am dreaming of dear Scotland again,
once my pretty Sheena and I,
we were drunk in love.


We knew wanderlust of...

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What I Have Seen

Chubby fingers, chubby toes;
Clear blue eyes and turned up nose.

Everything's so bright and new,
Little Baby I love you.

Hop scotch, Barbies, long brown...

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My darling daughter, where do I begin?
I missed so much of your growing up, 
Though that, I know is not my sin, 
Yet, you have...

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GIRL OF SAIGON
I've seen death every day in a tropical rain,
I could tell you about it, but I can't take the pain.

There's a path through...

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