2 Moving Poems

#1
OK lads - thanks to my last thread being p1ssed all over by chebbies, I am starting a new one. Please enjoy my two poems and I look forwars to your comments - NOT ABUSE LADS PLEASE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE! :x . As promised, here is the full version of 'Looking Back':

Winchester station was cold and was quiet,
Just me and the Smudger and young Billy Myatt,
Faces all tense and eyes wide-eyed,
As we made our way out to the Bedford outside.

I remember the statue of old Sir John Moore,
And the Section Commander: 'Get outside!' (of the door).
I think of the smell of the kiwi and oil,
And feeling my lightweights at one with the soil.

The marching we did stood us out from the crowd,
140 to the minute makes families so proud,
Many weeks training and then 'Oh my Lordy',
Battalion in life in all it's mad glory.

The friends that we made then still float on the tides,
Even the old lads who rubbed stingy-stuff in our eyes.
Battalion life was good but made richer,
By the addition of a gyros and a pils 4-pint pitcher.

Now we are older but memories still linger,
Of Gornji and Jajce and old Tito's Finger.
If it wasn't for the Regiment making me INFANTRY
The council would have had me, employed doing bin-fantry.
 
#2
Another one of mine for those who missed it on the thread that was RUINED. It's about xmas but just go with the flow and enjoy, eh?

I went to the mountains on a bright clear day,
There was snow on the ground and birds in the hay,
I wished with my heart that I'd gone out in May,
But that choice doesn't exist for a SOLDIER.

Now I sit here in Kent and look out at the sky,
And my thoughts turn to Christmas - another minced pie,
But out in other mountains the lads now ask 'why?'
But that choice doesn't exist for a SOLDIER.

We are safe in the UK but not everyone is,
We listen to Slade while they listen for the whizz,
Of a mortar just fired by a terrorist in a tizz,
Because he can't really fight like a SOLDIER.

And sometimes we ponder at the rememberance house,
How the patrols left the bases as quiet as a mouse,
But no one tries to shoot us inside our own house,
and for that you can salute like a SOLDIER.

So remember the lads upon this merry Christmas morn,
And think of the injured all twisted and torn,
And think while you drink with Mum and Uncle Shaun,
That you owe your Christmas cheer to a SOLDIER.
 

Legs

ADC
Book Reviewer
#4
durchy said:
<crud snipped...>

If it wasn't for the Regiment making me INFANTRY
The council would have had me, employed doing bin-fantry.
WTF is Bin-fantry? Is that similar to Fire-fantry and Ambulance-fantry and kill-a-cow-fantry?

Edited to ask... Are you in the Army or a 14 year old kid doing GCSEs? (PS, if the latter, you're going to fail)
 
#5
If you listen VERY carefully, you can hear Rudyard Kipling doing several thou' rpm...
 
#9
I usually encourage people to embrace their creative sides. In your case, I suggest you use a claw hammer to smash your hands up so you can never type again.
 
#10
Legs said:
durchy said:
<crud snipped...>

If it wasn't for the Regiment making me INFANTRY
The council would have had me, employed doing bin-fantry.
WTF is Bin-fantry? Is that similar to Fire-fantry and Ambulance-fantry and kill-a-cow-fantry?

Edited to ask... Are you in the Army or a 14 year old kid doing GCSEs? (PS, if the latter, you're going to fail)
Hmmm...let's see...it's the former you shiney-arsed chebber. Are you actually in the army or do you shuffle paper for a living and call yourself a 'soldier'??
 
#13
Well, you seem to be under the impression that you're a soldier/poet. I hope to God that you're soldiering skills are better than your prose, cos otherwise we're proper fcuked.
This really isn't the place to post sub-cod poetry if you're expecting an appreciative audience.
 
#14
Ok durchy, I've read it properly this time and tweaked a few bits, hope you dont mind.

durchy said:
Winchester station was cold and all quiet,
Just me and the Smudger and young Billy Myatt,
Faces all tense and eyes open wide,
As we made our way to the Bedford outside.

I remember the statue of old Sir John Moore,
And the Section Commander: 'Get outside!' (of the door).
I think of the smell of the kiwi and oil,
And feeling my lightweights at one with the soil.

The marching we did stood us out from the crowd,
140 per minute makes families so proud,
Many weeks training and then 'Oh my Lordy',
Battalion life in all it's mad glory.

The friends that we made then still float on the tides,
Even the sweats who rubbed shit in our eyes.
Battalion was good but made all the richer,
By addition of gyros and pils 4-pint pitcher.

Now we are older but memories linger,
Of Gornji and Jajce and old Tito's Finger.
If it weren't for the infantry and my time in,
The council would have had me, employed on the bin
 
#15
polar69 said:
Ok durchy, I've read it properly this time and tweaked a few bits, hope you dont mind.

durchy said:
Winchester station was cold and all quiet,
Just me and the Smudger and young Billy Myatt,
Faces all tense and eyes open wide,
As we made our way to the Bedford outside.

I remember the statue of old Sir John Moore,
And the Section Commander: 'Get outside!' (of the door).
I think of the smell of the kiwi and oil,
And feeling my lightweights at one with the soil.

The marching we did stood us out from the crowd,
140 per minute makes families so proud,
Many weeks training and then 'Oh my Lordy',
Battalion life in all it's mad glory.

The friends that we made then still float on the tides,
Even the sweats who rubbed s*** in our eyes.
Battalion was good but made all the richer,
By addition of gyros and pils 4-pint pitcher.

Now we are older but memories linger,
Of Gornji and Jajce and old Tito's Finger.
If it weren't for the infantry and my time in,
The council would have had me, employed on the bin
Now, that's not so bad. It was "Bin-fantry" that made me grind my teeth.
 

Legs

ADC
Book Reviewer
#16
durchy said:
sfub said:
Binfantry? Anyone know that word? Anyone?


Thought not....
It's called ARTISTIC LICENCE!! Christ, we're back to the abuse already :x
So making up words is 'Artistic Licence' is it? Only if done well. Take a lesson from the master of made up words:

[quote="Lewis Caroll]

[align=center]The Jabberwocky

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.[/align]
[/quote]

Oh yeah, I am in the Army and I shuffle paper. It keeps me well paid and warm and dry. I love my job!
 
#17
Legs said:
Oh yeah, I am in the Army and I shuffle paper. It keeps me well paid and warm and dry. I love my job!
I bet you ******* do. Other blokes go outside the wire and come back with bits missing off them, you sit in a corrimec getting the brews on and then have the gall to soak up the respect and adulation from civpop. The Taliban deserve an OSM more than you and your mates do.
 
#18
The important thing to remember about Kipling, the really important thing, is that he wasn't shite. Unfortunately, Durchy, you aren't Kipling.
 
#19
durchy said:
Legs said:
Oh yeah, I am in the Army and I shuffle paper. It keeps me well paid and warm and dry. I love my job!
I bet you * do. Other blokes go outside the wire and come back with bits missing off them, you sit in a corrimec getting the brews on and then have the gall to soak up the respect and adulation from civpop. The Taliban deserve an OSM more than you and your mates do.
Pretty sure Legs does have a bit missing
 

Legs

ADC
Book Reviewer
#20
durchy said:
Legs said:
Oh yeah, I am in the Army and I shuffle paper. It keeps me well paid and warm and dry. I love my job!
I bet you * do. Other blokes go outside the wire and come back with bits missing off them, you sit in a corrimec getting the brews on and then have the gall to soak up the respect and adulation from civpop. The Taliban deserve an OSM more than you and your mates do.
Ooo Get you!!

I ask for no adulation. I do the job I'm paid to do, and I do it well. If I was told to go on patrol I would go on patrol. Meanwhile I'll make sure my soldiers are paid and administered. That'll stop them worrying about that when they have other things to worry about. We all have a role to play. Some roles are fighting the enemy, some support those who fight.
 
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