Tag: Poetry

REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY

I make no apologies for spurning the pomp and pageantry that bull-horns Remembrance Sunday. There is much about the war that knows no political or national boundaries; war is a monument to human frailty, not strength. 

BEST WE REMEMBER

Remembrance Day was originally intended to remind us of the futility of war. The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month marked the time the Armistice was signed at the end of WWI, or, as it was known at the time, The Great War, the war to end all wars. 

WHY DO WOMEN WEEP

WHY DO WOMEN WEEP

She wept again this afternoon,

I’ve no idea why,

A woman who seems happy,

So often needs to cry,

There seems to be no reason,

Her eyes should fill with tears,

Perhaps she’s looking back at life,

Or dreads the coming years?

A WORLD WITHOUT MEN

Sadly, few boys these days have meaningful relationships with male mentors and father figures, men who can teach and inspire them. Some boys grow up without having been taught by a male teacher or are taught by teachers who have no life or work experience outside of a classroom.