Salute
Bunker Hill, Yorktown, Lundy’s Lane,
Monterey, Bull Run, Gettysburg, Shiloh,
Antietam, St. Mihiel, Belleau Woods,
D-Day, Saipan, Iwo Jima, The Bulge,
Chosin Reservoir, Pork Chop Hill,
Ia Drang, Khe Sanh, Hamburger Hill,
Iraq and Afghanistan.
Famous battles in American history.
Washington, Scott, Grant, Lee, Custer,
Pershing, Patton, Eisenhower, Nimitz,
MacArthur, Westmoreland, Abrams.
Famous leaders in American history.
We are all familiar with these names and places.
But what about the nameless men and women?
The faceless citizens who gave up families, jobs,
education, comfort.
The ones who gave America their blood, bodies,
minds to defend us and set others free.
Their blood has stained countless lands.
Their wounds, physical and mental,
should remind us that freedom is not cheap.
The noncoms, privates, petty officers, junior officers.
The occupants of The Tomb of the Unknown,
the Punch Bowl, the French cemeteries, Arlington,
and countless unknown graves.
The living dead who suffer from grievous wounds
and PTSD.
These are the true heroes.
Categories:
macarthur, hero,
Form: Free verse
The Truth About The Real Comedy Of Life
Woe is me, my poor, aching feet do sing
A melody and blindness to ole blue moon
The fountain of youth sold only dry sand
Remember General MacArthur did return
And could be true Atlas held up the world
A damn shame that snails win no races
No broken hearts do not climb mountains
And time is no friend to elephant fever
Caesar did not ride a old pale blue horse
And Rome delighted itself in its sad decay
Jesse James wrote no lying autobiography
And the Pope lost his wits and the Holy Seal
Poe eventually slayed and ate his nemesis
And Laurel and Hardy retired with vast wealth.
Robert Lindley, Prose with a shot of whiskey
Dec. 11th 1971
Categories:
macarthur, art, creation, life, visionary,
Form: Prose
salient arguments
whirlwind across the floor
rugs of rolling hills
closets filled yet more
the ones we never speak of
portraits fleering
infinite mirrored reflections
walls of respective distances
dogs chasing their tales
mad electrons seeking rest
grabbing at foreign orbits
i turn to her
i have failed in suburbia
the great american dream
i am returning to the jungle
my hovel there is safe
i do not speak the language
streets bear names i have never heard
the poet held incommunicado
i always get left on corners screaming
you will be sorry
Lenin and Moscow
MacArthur and the Philippines
Houdini and Death
i shall return, corners are everywhere
waiting for a streetcar
"Desire"
i have come to realize
i will do this again
some men can only pine
i bury them in it
San Blas 90
Categories:
macarthur, endurance, humorous, missing you,
Form: Free verse
Dr John MacArthur is my hero.
Please go to YouTube type in:
John MacArthur lists the effects
of COVID & Lockdowns
Watch his video. It is amazing
and it is what they are not
telling you...
He says what I have been saying
but references the Biblical view of
what is taking place. He has seven
thousand followers at his church and
is one of the worlds best authorities
in scripture understanding.
Michael Tor
Dec 7 2020
Please share with others, thank you...
Categories:
macarthur, god, hero, inspiration, truth,
Form: Narrative
Sandcastle on the Shore
*Poem based on Richard Harris's
singing, "MacArthur Park."
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Like a child, playing with wet sand,
I tried to keep our sandcastle
together with these very small,
dimpled, suntanned hands.
But the ocean waves coming in,
were infinitely far stronger than
me!
And our castle was being eaten by
the monster sea.
I can't forget our sunny days
at that sentimental beach!
When we thought creating such
a thing was really out of our reach.
Now, you are gone and I recall,
you waving at me from the rear
window of your family car.
As you did, a large wave came!
And our sandcastle and you,
are forever missing.
My little girl heart, oh,how it still
weeps, in this toasty,warm summer
night...
It took us so lomg to make it,
and I know, that I will never be able
rebuild our sandcastle again!
Oh, no!
July 30, 2019
4pm PST
Categories:
macarthur, beach, cute love, emotions,
Form: Lyric
From Me to the Wise
Why would I want to really raise a fuss?
Knowing my poems are great for all of us
If not in your life things will be missing
When read at same time are you whistling?
As you read each word from first until last
In a poem's paragraph I may procraste
Should you know what flow here and there?
To form a basis so that you can compare.
Thought protruded and then was written down
Having an awful affect that just may drown
Out other poems and with mine be replaced
Poems are honored and none were ever disgraced.
In long hallowed halls poems finally did appear
Some having humor while others are so sincere
And here are more words from me to the wise
One day they together will win a Pulitzer Prize.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn, Retired Veteran
I have returned and am not referring to MacArthur.
Cruise around Great Britain was cool but very also
interesting.
Categories:
macarthur, allegory, analogy, poetry,
Form: Couplet
He promised those in need he would return
It took him longer then he wanted
These people that he left would not be spurned
He promised those in need he would return
Now that is what this general did they'd learn
Then those who made him leave he hunted
He promised those in need he would return
It took him longer then he wanted
Categories:
macarthur, war,
Form: Triolet
Miracle Worker
by Rick Rucker
That, from a ugly lump of clay,
You have moulded me today!
That, in what seems like a minute,
You have saved what others would say "Bin it!"
You have saved a wretch like me,
Healed my Heart, set me Free!
We were walking on the sand,
And you slowly took my Hand,
And told me, soft and true,
That I would always be with You!
Your words evaporated my Fears, so frightening,
Like a searing bolt of Lightning!
I couldn't even hide,
How happy You made me feel inside!
I had told You, also true,
That I only wanted to
Live together, build a Life,
With You starring, as my Wife!
And, if you felt the same,
That means I won the Game!
I'll hold my medal made of Rhodium,
Standing on the top step of the podium!
As they keep the crowds at bay,
My song they'll loudly play.
Though it may seem a little stark,
The speakers will blare "MacArthur Park!"
Why would this piece be chosen for me?
It's really simple, don't you see?
I never thought that, again
I could be that Happiest of Men!
Categories:
macarthur, loveme, me,
Form: Couplet
In WWII, my dad had to jump from a plane with a parachute, untrained, in the dark,
over unknown ground...(turned out a desert) Plane was lost and out of gas...He
and his Capt. survived, all others died, crashed into a mountain seconds after he
bailed out...He automatically became a member of the "Catapiller Club" and kept
his tiny chute that opens the big one (which I used with my toy soldiers..)...now,
I've been through shoot...most of us have, but I can't imagine such an
experience...like a movie...I have his write up and newspaper articles...They were
in Mexico...and the Mexican army wined and dined them, for publicity, I guess...He
has a copy of the letter General MacArthur wrote to the Mexican General in
thanks...I tell you, he was my hero!
Categories:
macarthur, adventure, father, history, inspirational,
Form: Bio