Short Poems To Kill Time

Hi everyone. Here are some short poems to kill time that I came up with while taking a ferry ride. The creative juices started flowing after watching a Red Green episode where Harold and Red were singing a tune that made no sense whatsoever. It was great!

Anyways…

Being a song writing novice,
Can be rather overwhelming
When it comes to being stumped,
Just do it and quit whining….
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Red Green on guitar,
Harold on spoons,
Sing about life,
While sitting in the boons.
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So worried about not rhyming lyrics,
Just sit and sit while tossing proses,
Only to watch a Red Green show,
Prove it comes and goes in doses
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It don’t rhyme,
It don’t jive,
Makes me laugh,
And that’s no crime.

That’s all I have for now.

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AUTHOR NOTE:
Marie Buckner owns and operates this site. She is a classically-trained musician/flutist with over 50 years of performance experience. She enjoys introducing others to the joys of the flute.







Just A Common Soldier Poem

Hi everyone. It’s important to remember how much our military veterans sacrifice for our freedoms. Veteran’s Day, Remembrance Day, and a variety of other tribute days are upcoming. I believe it is worth sharing a timely poem titled “Just A Common Soldier”. It is written by A. Lawrence Vaincourt.

I am sharing this as a way to pay tribute to a trombone-playing friend of mine who served in WWII and another one who served in Viet Nam. My Viet Nam veteran played a mean Jew’s Harp. 🙂

Let us never forget…

He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.

And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer,
For ol’ Joe has passed away,
And the world’s a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.

He won’t be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won’t note his passing,
‘Tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Some jerk who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?

The politician’s stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier–
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his likes again.

For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier’s part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor
While he’s here to hear the praise,
Then at least let’s give him homage
At the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:
“OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.”

Pass On This Tribute to as many as possible. We must never forget…
YOU can make a difference!

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