Category Archives: Fear

My Son Knew

Laughing at life…

   My Son Knew

Once again
The training has saved my life
This many more times than twice
The trained reactions take care of me like an old friend

The first two lines all I said
And from only that much my son knew
At hearing his certainty I bellowed with laughter

And he waited for the story that would come
Sure I’d fallen like something he’d do
Glad I wasn’t dead

Three steps up then flat onto my face. Marble doesn’t bend
Limping the next few days. Bruised the price
But still with my life
Once again

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle   (aWIP)

That’s Real

Contemplating the nature of love…

Excerpted from   –   That’s Real

Despite what you feel
I love you, like you, am more attracted to you than
Ever. Each year, each month, each day that passes has fanned
My passion’s fire until the heat makes me kneel…

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Love: A Book of Love Poems

Feeling the Fears

For the women in my life that keep on…

   Feeling the Fears

She wonders how she can go on
Fighting all the little demons

In her body
Wasn’t ready

For this awful test of courage
The fatigue and pain discourage

Mighty spirits
Grown to fear it

But courage’s not feeling no fears
It’s going on despite the tears

That cloud the eye
Wiping them dry

She picks herself up and strides forth
Not knowing how, only of course

For the loved ones
She can’t be done

So she stands yet another day
And will yet again come what may

Until she mends
Or til the end

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Tears: Poems of Pain   (aWIP)

Stands Ready

Of love and commitment…

   Stands Ready

A father watches
And stands ready to battle
Strife the kid catches

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Battles: Poems of Struggle   (aWIP)

Seven Was Enough

Contemplating struggle…

Excerpted from   –   Seven Was Enough

In legend, Robert lay restless in a cave
Taken with grief
At the horrors beyond belief
He’d brought to family and friends that led to their graves

He pondered giving it up
Of sailing off to the holy land
But at that moment espied a spider

Struggling to reach the wall while he lay there
Six times it was that it failed…

   -gl-

From   –   Robert the Bruce: A Warrior’s King

Her Courage

Contemplating family and the circle of life…

   Her Courage

A rite of passage
For both children and parents
One of the ways we feel the passing currents
Of time and of generations these moments presage

Growing up
So she’s out the door
Down the road on a mission

And we reach out to our friends seeking their commission
All this becomes ancient lore
Hoping it’s enough

And she gets the message
Without undergoing overmuch torment
Or maybe she’ll have fun peddling the Girl Scout cookies but either way parents
Proud of her courage

   -gl-

Raw Courage

Contemplating the nature of heroism…

   Raw Courage

A dog growls at me
I marvel at raw courage
And those pointed teeth

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Love: A Book of Love Poems

Few Got Away

Victory, glory, and defeat…

Excerpted from   –   Few Got Away

The Scots under Wallace
Were spotted in the wood near Falkirk awaiting the English
Edward was trampled by his horse but despite two broken ribs
Mounted this same steed ready to see who would live

The Scots arrayed themselves on the slope
Prepared to meet the foe
English cavalry overran the Scots archers
Then history turned on astonishing departures

Edward’s cavalry charged…

   -gl-

From   –   Robert the Bruce: A Warrior’s King

No Asking Why

Regarding heroism…

Excerpted from   –   No Asking Why

…Then thinking he might be ok he got out to prove
That he still could and stepped out into bedlam
Get away before more concrete rained

But hearing screams crossed the bridge hoping to find a way
To save the children in the bus from falling
Further.   There was no stalling
And no asking why

   -gl-

From   –   Bridges Don’t Fall Down: Stories from the I35W Bridge Collapse

A Hero None the Less

Regarding fear, courage, and heroes…

   A Hero None the Less

And in our most hallowed halls is where he is found
Fighting with passion loving his land
Under loads that would strike many down
Always he’s given more than duty demands
At the powerful it’s fun he pokes
Including himself to our delight
Never far from a smile or a light hearted joke
Even when it’s for his death his enemies hoped

   -gl-

From   –   A Warrior’s Love: A Book of Love Poems