Caveat's Poetry

A Better Tomorrow

Was there ever doubt of a better tomorrow,

That hope for life, no hidden sorrow.

Days of sadness a thing of the past,

People saying, have I found something at last.

Days of emptiness gone for good,

The void in your heart now filled

That you thought never would.

When you opened the window

Day or night, see the light,

Fear gone, loneliness distant, freedom in sight.

A troubled soul

Do we need Gods light to find

Our inner and outer mind?

Tell me spirit, do you alone know?

Do you help it in a child to grow?

If reason in flesh is so blind

Then it matters not to be unkind,

Is God really the first and the last?

The Alpha and Omega of the past.

Words are spoken, there’s no God

That rules the earth with iron rod.

No angels! Fallen, or on the wing,

No hell below for fear to bring

A troubled soul.

Bloody Good Cook

I’ve been to dinner and overeaten

And drunk a whisky or maybe three,

I’ve taken a couple of settlers,

And I’ve had a really good slash.

(That’s Brit slang for having a wee.)

I’ve put out the old burglar alarm

And unlocked the back door,

I’ve turned out the moggie,

And decided I’ll just have one more.

Now I’m alone, here in the dark

And I kissed the wife that I know,

And that never did me any harm,

Would you believe it she won’t let me go.

Whatever is that horrible noise?

Did our clock just strike one?

Oh, thank goodness it’s only the wife,

Mouth wide open, singing her favourite song.

Now I’m not alone in the dark

I must have counted a hundred sheep,

I’ve bonked Bo Derek how many times?

Maybe have another go with Bo Peep.

What am I to do, have another drink?

Can’t put the light on, or read a book,

Sneak downstairs, might wake old moo,

She’s no Bo Derek, but a bloody good cook

Wealth or Fame

I never yearn for wealth or fame

I'm content, but sometimes criticize and blame,

but happy is my heart to know

it as constant rhythm to and fro.

Yet as youth decays and age comes to pass

and flesh and bones lie beneath the grass,

no light from the sun, or sound to hear

the moon its sleepy face forever near.

Our inheritance with time we pay

for here underneath the earth we lay,

for you in sadness at present above

in false enjoyment without our love

Life, Hopes & Dreams

I look though the window

The sky is heavy dark and overcast,

Its cold, and the rain starts to fall,

Now that its come how long will it last?

Most of the trees have shed their leaves

But still a few hang on in defiance,

Waiting for the winter winds to blow

and free them from their alliance.

The memories come flooding to my mind

Fast and quick like flowing water,

Compressed there, hard strong and firm

Just like the bricks held fast in mortar.

Life can be grey just like the sky

Yet above the clouds hidden from view,

The sun is shinning, awakening all

To life’s treasures, hopes and dreams anew

Make this the Last Verse

Where ever you go you will see it

Sometimes I just don’t believe it,

But that’s life, full of surprises,

Natures variety in various sizes.

When I walk down the street

For certain I’m sure to meet,

Some kid on his skates

Who’s determined to exterminate.

Who me? But I’m on the pavement

Well! That sure is a statement,

Its pointless to say “take care”,

He just turns and gives you a stare.

The paths of pedestrians he may cross

Have often heard him say,

“Sod off, I don’t give a toss,

Don’t get in my f---king way”.

Oh dear, now I’m confused

The wrong rhyme I have used,

I should have known to rehearse

So lets make this the last verse.

My Daddy, My Dad

When I was two he was my Daddy

On reaching six, I dropped the dy.

But you know, I still liked Daddy,

Mum said “change it back! Don’t cry.”

But, I had to be like my brother

Do you think that sounds sad?

He said Father instead of the other,

And after a week, I kinda liked Dad.

When Dads at work he’s gone awhile

He sure is the best, and phones every day.

You know when he’s talking there’s a smile,

Believe me there’s always lots to say.

My dad was a soldier, yea! A marine

But never shared our Mummy’s fears.

Afghanistan and Iraq my Dad as been,

Since 2007, why that’s over two years.

Dad’s coming home we hope tomorrow

He’s a hero, for all this palaver.

Mummy’s fears have turned to sorrow

And I never got chance to call him father

Thoughts from a

Soldier

No secret, I am a soldier

And soldiers all have fear.

Yes, we are only men

Flesh and blood with feelings.

For that I must make clear.

Training is the same for her

For me and for him.

But when its time to kill

I ask you with my heart,

Please forgive my sin.

This is me, my soldiers fear

This one I will over come.

For my duty is always there

To fight any given battle

Even if it cannot be won.

Am I absolved for killing?

Will your family forgive

Their loss in this house?

And your absence of presence,

Is it not better, surely to live?

I know this is your country

It’s sad you're not a friend.

Though my home is far away

Where I would rather be,

And see this conflict end.

A soldier’s task is not easy

Like hostility will always be.

Death from war is destruction

And in this country here,

The whole world waits to see.

Will I know if it is my end

Can someone tell me why.

This is not my country

In which comrades and I bleed,

And maybe also will die.

To you my heart a letter

But different thoughts I pen.

My love and life are yours

And you are not alone, but

My return I know not when..

War Graves

I wander among the white doors of stone

And vast landscape with treasure below,

For beneath this earth is life's loss

Defending country against our foe.

Life's journey for you abruptly ended

The speeding bullet found its mark,

Through flesh and bone it entered

Ending dreams and mortal spark.

Some would say it was from birth

Your fate on destiny's wheel,

That bond to age and frailty missed

Is taken, gone with no repeal.

No longer do you hear or feel

The anger fear and pain,

That youth now captured forever yours

Our gratitude will never wane.

Truce for you no one can break

No greater sacrifice could you give,

Now in sleep are your desires

And peace in infinity you live.

A medal pinned on silent breast

Your blanket fields of green,

Absence of pennies on your eyes

Would never hide the things you've seen.

See no more the field of battle

No need for courage or fear,

Duty done above and beyond

Rest secure with comrades here.

All the flags of allied nations

Here to dust our hero's lie,

Name in epitaph before us

Engraves the mind with tears to cry.

A place of death, a place of peace

Years have passed that day you fell,

Last post resounds from bugle call

With hurting heart I say farewell..

It’s Hard to be a Soldier

“Hey! Keep your head down mate

Those snipers out there don’t care,

Do you want to see your brains

Scattered all over there?”

As he pointed to the place

Where a soldier, his best pal fell,

Wishing him in heaven now

While the living were in hell.

“Its hard to be a soldier here

Keeping spick span and proper,

But try to keep your head down

Or for sure you’ll come a cropper”.

“That’s good advice he’s given”

Said a soldier, sat playing cards,

“Good snipers can take your eye out

Just short of a thousand yards”.

A shout went out, “Gas masks on”

Those words all soldiers dread,

And shots rang out from a thousand yards

And two new recruits lay dead.

Many times they had to say

“Keep your heads down and all’s well”,

But they’re safe now in heaven

While their comrades are living in hell.

The Price is Too High

You were a soldier, you were a friend

Now in this shallow grave you lie,

Words are thoughts in silence unspoken

You find your peace in death

Lucky I am with my tears to cry..

If life for me should end to-day

And just like you my duty done,

I'll join you in a shallow grave

To lie beneath this marker here

For those to find when war is won..

Hear the Lewis guns RATTLE, RATTLE

Its death is speeding over head,

If we could only stop the time

If only, and save another 1000 dead..

Who are you, my foe over there

Your rank, your age, and name,

Its better for us we do not care

As family or single man

Here in this deadly game.

You could say we were headstrong

Young to stand upon this ground,

Most of us now feel years older

And carry out our duty

Till the sound of silence can be found..

Life, hopes and dreams.

I look though the window

The sky is heavy dark and overcast,

Its cold, and the rain starts to fall,

Now that its come how long will it last?

Most of the trees have shed their leaves

But still a few hang on in defiance,

Waiting for the winter winds to blow

And free them from their alliance.

The memories come flooding to my mind

Fast and quick like flowing water,

Compressed there, hard strong and firm

Just like the bricks held fast in mortar.

Life can be grey just like the sky

Yet above the clouds hidden from view,

The sun is shinning, awakening all

To life’s treasures, hopes and dreams anew.

A mothers nightmare

She had seen him through the window

Walking up the path to her door,

She would have just heard someone knocking

but had seen the uniform he wore.

Feeling her emotion trying to

Tear itself from that hidden place,

With her mind in rehearsal for this moment

All she could see was her sons face.

Had the knocking started? She could

Hear a voice repeating in her brain,

“Get out, don’t want you there”, she shouted,

“I just cannot stand this pain”.

The knocking came, it was unwelcome,

To opened that door all would be true,

Her fingers grasped for the door handle

She knew there was no chance to review.

This was her bad dream, but now

Awake, there’s no time to prepare,

“Oh why did I look through the window?”

This truly is a mothers nightmare.

The sun hurt her eyes, she smiled

At the caller. He was standing there in

His best uniform, he did not return the smile.

He spoke, she did not hear him.

Life’s a stepping stone

My life’s been good and I’ve enjoyed it,

More than a place to rest, for what’s to be.

But now its time to have a break

And enjoy a new life for all eternity.

I’ve travelled many happy journeys,

And taken detours along the way.

I guess I must have learned something,

One thing for sure, we’re not meant to stay.

Unknown journey, have I enough faith?

Have I? Do I really, really know.

Will my travel be the speed of light?

Or quicker than that, or slower than slow.

As this Life’s stepping stone fades away,

With new beginning, when journey ends.

We’ll claim our reward, everlasting peace

Together with the Lord, and all my friends.

Full moon

Let me take a walk its a fair night

Down country lane full moon bright.

And as tall trees blot out its ray

Surrounding darkness gives fear to run away.

Hold fast for in this twilight gloom

This short eclipse will be over soon.

Must be cheerful on this night walking

Listen the silence, just night owls calling.

Optic sense's react to the moonless glare

Nights master losers advantage, be where!

But look, see the moon show its face

High up through that leafy space.

Light shows the way now don't despair

Before darkness came there was nothing there.

And as we reach our journeys end

A glance to sky to thank our friend..