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!
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A relevant dedication to our fantastic Armed Forces there, and poem from my 5th book “Life Presented in Verse”. Seems a long time ago that came out in mid 2017, but i did purposely leave a gap before book six, and of coursr book seven came out in November 2019. Book EIGHT will be out later this year with “slightly new” management, but no major changes from me, AND is over a third written. OH sorry, there WILL be a small format change from me that I’m sure people will like as I think will enhance it, BUT be assured the poems and style will be the same….. exciting and intriguing then, but more later……
Loneliness of the Long Distance Poet
With apologies to the famous sixties film
That has virtually the same name.
About a long distance runner instead,
But other things are near the same.
For pounding the fields and streets
And running hard can take its toll,
When all alone with your thoughts
And concentrating on your goal,
That is to beat all of the others
Probably running lonely like you,
But you must have more resolve
And determination than they do.
So actually there is a connection
Between our lonely runner and a poet,
For whilst both think hard and deep
Neither is all that keen to show it.
Because for me some poetic times
Can be quite solitary and stark,
And I’m also quite sure the runner
Feels alone if in the dark.
For it’s the same for me regarding
His public school competition,
As I must face some stuffy views
That is trotted out in repetition,
With all the criticism and asides
Such poetry snobs can decree.
But again just like that runner
Their rules are not for me.
Though loneliness presides at times
When standing to read poems out,
And whilst always well received
I still get moments of doubt,
But continue my poem reading
As I traipse a long weary road,
Towards a poetic understanding
Which for me is the only code.
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Meanwhile I have some more Gig bookings coming up, a couple of really interesting “overtures” and (nice?) requests made to me, so watch this space. Seems that whilst only a “minor celeb” locally, I am, and its quite nice, and hence the aforementioned “overtures” ?
Headlight
I have observed you much of late
You may have felt my looking stare,
Perhaps you knew the reason why
Or merely how you seemed to care.
Whilst others queued to build my load
You saw I walked a lonely road,
Rejection can taste an acid pill
That even survivors blood will spill.
So when light invades consuming dark
Flames can rise from a smallest spark!
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So here “endeth” the first News Blog of 2020, and I hope you’ve enjoyed it as I continue “Often Imitated, but NEVER Duplicated” as The PSYCHY Poet with Bears??
Laurie xx
