Winston Poems - Poems about Winston

Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill a Prime Minister with many a skill. Though his ideals by some were not favoured, his victories by many were savoured. ...

Continue reading...

“Truth is often attended by a bodyguard of lies” A consequence so precious its veracity must hide Deep within the smoke on a battlefield most dire Victory burns within each man intrepid — to inspire (Tribute To D-Day: February, 2025) ...

Continue reading...

Winston tastes good like a knock knock cigarette should. See the USA in a Chevrolet, visit Dinah Shore along the way. But be sure and be toting some Chesterfield Lights. So we can be sexy and sultry on these winter nights. The Marlboro Man is waiting just around the next bend. When you see him, blow some smoke rings up...

Continue reading...

Announcement to all Outer party members: Thomas Woodward is dead. He is an unperson. You are to incinerate anything in your possession that might be contaminated with his DNA. All memories of him are to be forgotten. It is rumored that some of you have been infected by his mentally deranged rants and poetry. More specifically, that...

Continue reading...

He stood there in the doorway His legs dangled in white shorts His blue shirt matching the rags The mechanics used to clean tools His fingertips yellow stained of fungus I could barely see his blues eyes Through the reddish brown colored Replacing any hints of good health Clutching a Winston banging on a sea burg he juggled three scantily...

Continue reading...

Churchill admired for his sharp wit, a smoker, drinker, far from fit! his stoop, his walk, his walking stick, World doubted if his campaign would click? he had vision, great leader must, with which reduced Hitler to dust, when cornered in a losing war, he fought back and emerged a star! despised though for his attitude, was saved by wit often when rude, “I...

Continue reading...

Liquored up, Churchill liked to converse. Talking politics, Winston would curse: “All democracy’s trash! We don’t act: we rehash. But the other ‘arrangements' are worse."...

Continue reading...

It’s too late to shatter the cold distance of silence with a ‘sorry’, For I stand full of regrets ever since you became the elements, Just one moment in time, that is all I need; that we breathe together, And in that blessed precious beat of time – I would build bridges and ladders across the worlds that part...

Continue reading...

Winston Politician, Leader, Orator, Prisoner of War Son of Lord Randolph and Jennie, husband of Clementine, father of five Lover of cuban cigars, trenchcoats, and hats Who feels love, compassion and righteous anger Who fears defeat, failure, and Adolf Hitler's victory Who would love to see the end of WWII, Hitler's downfall, and World Peace Resident of Chartwell in Kent, South East...

Continue reading...

Born in 1874 Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill Nicknamed Winnie, with a Bulldog spirit ~ resembled my Bulldog Bill In thinking time sat on his ‘Throne’, Lord Privy Seal rang Winston’s phone Yelling his retort said, ‘Tell him I can only deal ~ with one s*** at a time’ 22nd January 2019 Contest: Educate Me with...

Continue reading...

WINSTON CHURCHILL A Commoner and not a lord, He spent his life, And round his bedside, Stood only his children, and his wife. His stroke was fatal, At 8 am on the 24th day Of January in the year 1965, God paved his way. A genius, an orator, A husband loving and so mild, A man who swayed the masses, In fact “History’s...

Continue reading...

Churchill's appeal reflects a unique parentage combining American and British heritage. Winston Churchill, diplomat, lived with criticism, Britain’s unstoppable prime minister showed bulldog tenacity coupled with optimism. His determination was revolutionary His optimism looked beyond the problem. Surrender was not in this man's vocabulary. In his words, indecision leads to mayhem. Arrogance accounts not for the hand of God. Avoidance weakens a man's...

Continue reading...

Winston has passed on... She heard him rummaging, turning on taps opening the fridge, you know, stuff like that removing her coat, a black felt-like hat she set the long table and stroked her sad cat then calling out as he stomped upstairs You know that snow has stopped out there? idly listening to his suitcases click life, she mused, is cruel, unseemly...

Continue reading...

Sir Winston Churchill His wit and charm lives on still Whiskey always touched his lips For every morning he took a sip ---- 5-29-15...

Continue reading...

Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill Never paid his overdue bill His amazing memory no one could fight Because a Shakespeare play he could recite Entry for contest of Andrea Dietrich A Clerihew...

Continue reading...