Long Gunners Poems

Ah the lovely seasdie
Ah the lovely seaside

Childhood scents
Salt air, Salty bitter memories

Jacques had turned just seven
He dreamed to walk along the seashore
He dreamed to see the seagulls sore overhead
He most of all dreamed to leave...

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the fire

He didn’t die straight off…the flames seared his flesh and burned his hair.  The Nomex flight suit he was wearing melted in spots as the fire grew hotter. They held me off as...

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I remember that day and never looking back
I said goodbye to my family and grabbed my duffel bag
Im off to be a hero just like my grandfather and my dad
Im going to fight for America...

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A LETTER TO MOM 1918
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


At Last Dear Mother, this Nightmare Will Cease
In a Few Short Hours There Will Be Lasting Peace
A  Full Armistice Will Go into Effect at Eleven
I Loathe These Soiled...

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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 metal crosses by the hundreds
rippling along the rugged roman earth
bringing...

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The Silence of War

Behind the Curtains of a church window
Men in Prayer, orchestrated by sweat and Lice
Find relief from snipers gaze

Beside the cross sits the last candle
Flickering precariously, searching for sanctuary from the wind
But the...

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Feeling very trapped 
Dungeon canary getting ready to be zapped 
Proceed down a level 
Only giving a quotable shovel 
Building a winning case 
In a better place 
Riding in a vehicle to transfer 
Something in...

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Kokoda Efogi  1942....
The Japanese turned tail and headed north on twenty eighth September forty two. ...
They'd struggled round on mountains fought stopped near Moresby by the few. ...
Eighteen hundred went to stop ten thousand...

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Along for the ride, in a convoy, is the medic.
Dressed for battle, with fellow soldiers, outside the wire.
Equipped is the medic, of the necessities,
to prevent a soldier, from a battle, to ever expire.

Us soldiers, are...

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I sit here 
In a place where I have no fear 
Will there be another score? 
Does the crowd want more? 
Chelsea is on top 
While Arsenal should not want to stop 
The cheery contingent...

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I quickly joined the Navy on June the 4th, 1943,  
As soon as I graduated at 17, life was definitely to be;
I received boot training in the state of Maryland, 
At Bainbridge, became a...

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Boys turned into men 
Acting chivalry needing to defend 
Thackray who never was 
Due to the wasp woman wanting buzz 
Gunners waited for Watford to arrive 
“Foul!” they did claim in a cry 
On target...

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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 and a wife
now I’m outside Sebastapol, with Cardigans Brigade
waiting to...

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I’ve been working since I was twelve years old,
But my first on-the-books job
Was as a sailor in the US Navy,
Gunners Mate.
Six years and three Westpac deployments.
Fifty months of sea duty
Changed me for good and bad.
Over...

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Excited voices like smoke choke the nest-like stardom
 As waves of hands in unison swim med through the summer sky
Blue and Red flags stood opposite with hostile winks
Forever green was the Emirate ready to swallow...

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Someone once published a title “A Tale of Two Cities” 
And tonight’s European football fate seemed to be artistically witty 
Over Anfield the stadium was a fill 
While Paris there was nil 

With Man City...

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(Rhyming Haiku)

Whenever I view
I jot each line heart pursue
Yet plead muse too blue

Whenever I saw
I am fine if it is raw
Yet mix lines muse draw

Whenever I get
I love timing an art duet 
Yet both rarely...

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The noose is a nightmare for any seafaring man
Especially those who thrive the best they can

Danger lurks on the waves like a mugger in the shadows
The only concern is the prize and the gallows

For the...

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I swear to the summer-
I am a well-aged drummer...

Like liver and pee's,

like grease on the tree's,

like sweet tarts and tea.

I swear to the summer-
I am a well-aged drummer...

Like listeners without runners,

like dangerous men without gunners-

don't...

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Raiding hoards assemble to make the attack;
Aerodromes on high alert, we’ll fight them back.

Brave souls scramble to cockpits everyone;
Awaiting the final vector to where the deed is done.

Away boys! Away! 
And off they take to...

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Children give me pitying stares,                      At least I'd at home,
Pointing and screaming,  ...

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There was plenty daylight 
Money was tight 
Time to head into the woods 
Doing what they should 
Travelling with military balls 
Gunners had to make the calls 
Hunt down the wolves, that was all 
They...

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NEUER THE ACHILLES


Horse power?
Let the horses keep their power
Neuer power is now the toast of all


The day all cats chose their king
It was Tiger that first wore the crown
But Lion roared, bore his fangs
And bristled...

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This is the crews final flight, their twenty-fifth mission.
"Lord", they pray, "deliver us one last time from this perdition!"
Thank You for Your guiding hand upon the yoke thus far.
We ask for Your protection, nothing this...

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Two lovers sat in the grass,
Whispering love words as time passed-
The moonlight danced in their hair,
As they whispered  how much they cared.

He was being called back to the Navy soon-
They spoke of this while...

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