Long Army brat Poems

An army brat, a pain indeed,
never destined to succeed,
from place to place,
from camp to camp,
with soldier family I did tramp.

Two years at each, and every school,
how could I know the golden rule,
that only those with...

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A cat, snoozing on my bed, black as night.
Curled around, his tale in his face. 
Eyes flicker open, revealing eyes like brilliant beryl.
A soft meow issues from him, implying that he want's a scratch.

He is...

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I was newly thirteen when the seventies took me underwing,
then married and grown when they creased inside time’s fold.

I was not attracted to those scholastic or athletic,
but to those lacking labels and considered rebels.
Moving yearly...

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Our Jack was a soldier of cavalry fame,
a squaddie then took our Beryl to tame.
Albie's good sense kept him from this game
while David, though Sapper, gave admin some pain.

Now me in the middle, I just...

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Now Jack was a man who had seen much
as an army brat he travelled the world
never really making friends at each stop
he slipped into the role of soldier

Soon was made up to major in the...

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I’ve never been to war
or claimed the old kings shilling.
Though born and bred to Army life
I knew the need for killing.

The civi’ kids thought those like me,
were gypsies in their town,
but quickly found how hard...

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Im not your normal girl
I so ain't perfect
I can be complicated
And here let me tell you....

I might cuddle here or there
I even might just not want to be touched
Read a book while you watch TV,
May...

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I was an army-brat town boy
of ten when we moved to the country.
I recall arriving in a village
called Cold Springs.
My dad bought
a century-old house
with five and a half acres.
But it had no running water,
no bathroom,...

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We the army Brat
Two year here ,
 three years there,
 We the army kids have to go everywhere. 

We always have to leave & 
make new friend ,
But that make us stronger 
In the end...

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Drowning in labels
not Aesop Fables
not normal retard
like being slapped hard
born an army brat
Lady was the cat
without hardly any hair
they would laugh they would stare
they called me hippie
I seemed so wimpy 
stuttered bad in school
looked on...

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