So as we have now gone into March and life generally seems to be opening up a bit as Spring is coming, and also after “the worst?” of Covid, I thought that a title “Marching” was extremely apt, lol well I’m like that as I write poetry you know, and of course you can march with me, alongside or even metaphorically and perhaps on your own, but yes it seems some people really do like to march with me. By the left, in ordinary time, march.
I need to say that I think you lovely “readers” all know that I try to keep my articles mostly light hearted and non political, but as The Duke of Wellington said “there is always a time to cut cards with the devil”, so I will briefly mention the obscene Russian invasion of Ukraine, and thus a Book 7 poem of mine that I think appropriately covers my, and seemingly most people’s, disgust =
What a Piece of …..
The wonderfully expansive Shakespeare
Wrote magnificent words on everything,
From loves joy, sadness to tragedy
Using words that made hearts sing.
One such speech and quote from Hamlet
Is “what a piece of work is man”,
Going on to exult, but question
As to why man kills all he can.
With the murder of animals for gain
And shredding world treasure to the bone.
But worse than this is man’s wars
With people keen to cast the first stone.
Bombings, shooting and killings abound
In almost accepted daily news,
When man’s bigotry, racism and hatred
Surfaces across our planet, and spews
Mass slaughter, pain and carnage,
Even now on Easter’s religious day
Sri Lanka is decimated by bombs,
As evil scum murder their way.
Oh what a piece of work is man?
Although I could answer profane,
But outrage and contemptuous disgust
Now seems is uttered in vain.
For our world drops in downward spiral
Lemming like, in a desire to die.
While in some places across the globe
A few people cry in anguish, “why”?
So maybe I can pose an answer
In that mutual respect has now gone.
A respect for man, animals and our world,
When for so many centuries joy shone.
But perhaps it’s not yet all lost
As some are intent to put things right,
So I will stand alongside them until
We stop man being a piece of shite!
*
Well that should “open the ball”a bit, and perhaps before we pass on from these unhappy and tragic events the following poem fits in very well, and hopefully not tied in too much with current sad events, from my 5th book =
Not To Reason Why
Loyal boots march where they’re told
On rough terrain or forbidding ground,
For our courageous forces go
To where danger’s often found.
Never to disobey or question
Any strange command given out,
No matter how they feel
Or how much that they doubt,
The wisdom of the orders
And so their best they’ll try,
To perform for Queen and country
For they will just do or die.
Now these heroes all have families
Who miss them when away,
From loving parents worrying
To wives who save the day,
By keeping safe their houses
Also looking after any kids,
With school runs and homework
And preventing escaping bids.
So all of this is on the mind
Of our service personnel,
Who thinking of all those at home
Must face all kinds of hell.
From heat and dust with full kit on
To those unseen exploding mines,
Or seemingly friendly children
Who with the enemy combines.
Loyal boots march where they’re told
On rough terrain or forbidding ground,
For our courageous forces go
To where danger’s often found.
Now what is it we may ask
That brings so much commitment here?
With comradeship and loyalty
To those who share their beer.
But it is something more than this
Maybe not understood by me and you,
When these mixed background heroes
Decide there’s a job to do!
*
That is my grateful tribute to our wonderful “guys and gels” of the Armed Forces, and also why I donate and Fundraise for the excellent charity Help for Heroes!
Yes we are marching on, and I guess that I’m still sticking with my theme of “shame on mankind” with my next poem from my 3rd book, (list as usual at the end), but you please be the judge, and to take and hopefully enjoy, as you please.
Nature of Man
As well as my sardonic observations
With cryptic views of life’s things,
I also see nature’s wonders
Like beautiful creatures with wings,
Or amazing life all shapes and sizes
Living plants in varied hues,
Filling us with awe and amazement
And our eyes with special views.
Mr Attenborough awakened minds
Before all closed to planet Earth,
So now we can be astounded
At stunning wildlife giving birth,
With expanding growing numbers
Living with and around us.
Some we see and take for granted
Others just live without fuss.
But though I dearly love to see nature
My main interest is the common man,
Who with knowledge, or perhaps none
Is killing our world each way he can!
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That is enough marching for now, even if it is in very positive mode and “marching onward” so I will finish with a nice romance poem, but whilst not marching it is entitled “Cut and Run” (clever a lol?), and from my 4th of ten published books now..
Cut and Run
Just run away with me then
Drop it all and off we go,
To look at now and move forward
To feelings and places we don’t know.
Come and leave it all behind
They are only possessions anyway.
For we can’t take them with us
When we die those things all stay,
Alongside all that grief and woe
That we never did sign up for.
So that makes it so much easier
To just leave and shut the door.
Let us disappear hand in hand
Before we hear what people say,
For they won’t ever understand us
Like Romeo and Juliet’s of our day,
And unlike them we’ve seen life
So know how hard it can be.
Whilst they were besotted innocents
We are older, and must be free.
Oh I can hear the gossips scream
That we are selfish and just not fair,
But that is mostly a jealous cry
As to leave they wouldn’t dare.
Then off we go my lovely siren
Away to see what will befall,
For we don’t want a little sometimes
We want it now and must have it all.
And so now the deed is complete
There can be no going back.
We have eased our bodies together
Thus no sensations did we lack,
As our precious time we served
Doing all for the others sake.
But we know sadly it will be gone
When from our dream we will awake.
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Dismiss and march off then you lovely lot.
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Our World in Verse
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