06-11-2015, 01:45 AM
another recent poem I did, I've gone back over it and edited it and tried to make it more presentable, avoided clichés where I can and get a rhythm to it, its a poem I thought up and just started writing it down and this is the end result, not a huge amount of effort to it and it just began to take shape so I just let it happen, I accept its a bit juvenile maybe and easy to get and not at all deep and profound but it still has a value to me as a poet and I see it as a decent enough poem in its own right when taken at face value for what it is, an easy enjoyable piece of poetry with a bit of a message maybe, I hope others like it and enjoy it too, it's not written to blow your socks off or win a major literary prize but its enjoyable I think, I have other poems that are at the other end of the spectrum and are raw and engaging, for another time perhaps.
poppoetry.
Soldier Down.
'Heads down'!!!!!
shots overhead,
zinging around,
a Trooper's dead.
Can't see their foe,
not anywhere.
Bullets hit the ground,
where are they?.
Troopers Panic.
dive behind the wall.
Safe for now,
together one and all.
Hearts racing fast,
eyes open wide.
frozen with fear,
comrades each side.
it's his job,
to find a way.
to kill this foe,
carry the day.
to put his head
above that wall.
take the shot,
save them all.
more shots fired,
comes their way.
bullets hit the dirt,
a steady spray.
enemy'll keep at this,
they see no shame.
This is war!.
it's brutal.........it's not a game.
our solider is frozen,
Mom's brave guy.
He has courage,
is ready to die.
shot is loaded
ready for his kill.
find his foe,
God willing he will.
he holds his nerve,
takes a deep breath.
he's ready now
to cause someone else's death.
looks around,
see's his friends.
he must do this,
their lives depends.
a shot comes,
gives him his range.
safety off....
pressure finger...time to engage.
he leaps up....
takes his aim,
sees his shot.
enemy's in range.
second sniper's hidden,
lying in wait,
pulls his trigger,
seals our troopers fate.
the kill was clean,
the shot was good.
their aim to confuse,
this they understood.
our soldier down,
he didn't know.
he's now a proud picture
on the sideboard at home.
2015 popoetry
poppoetry.
Soldier Down.
'Heads down'!!!!!
shots overhead,
zinging around,
a Trooper's dead.
Can't see their foe,
not anywhere.
Bullets hit the ground,
where are they?.
Troopers Panic.
dive behind the wall.
Safe for now,
together one and all.
Hearts racing fast,
eyes open wide.
frozen with fear,
comrades each side.
it's his job,
to find a way.
to kill this foe,
carry the day.
to put his head
above that wall.
take the shot,
save them all.
more shots fired,
comes their way.
bullets hit the dirt,
a steady spray.
enemy'll keep at this,
they see no shame.
This is war!.
it's brutal.........it's not a game.
our solider is frozen,
Mom's brave guy.
He has courage,
is ready to die.
shot is loaded
ready for his kill.
find his foe,
God willing he will.
he holds his nerve,
takes a deep breath.
he's ready now
to cause someone else's death.
looks around,
see's his friends.
he must do this,
their lives depends.
a shot comes,
gives him his range.
safety off....
pressure finger...time to engage.
he leaps up....
takes his aim,
sees his shot.
enemy's in range.
second sniper's hidden,
lying in wait,
pulls his trigger,
seals our troopers fate.
the kill was clean,
the shot was good.
their aim to confuse,
this they understood.
our soldier down,
he didn't know.
he's now a proud picture
on the sideboard at home.
2015 popoetry