by Richard Gildea | May 16, 2013 | Poetry
The war is on, the men are gone The women are left to fend their way It is theirs which is the sorry plight and not the heroes far away He’s off to fight for “God knows what” She’s on her own He’s...
by Richard Gildea | May 4, 2013 | Poetry
In truth no tears have I still left to weep Didst fall as comrades dreams, where e’er they lie Now darkness reigns to haunt and sometimes creep As tortured mind replays o’er times passed by Recounting names and ghostly forms, their due Lest we forget the sacrifices...
by Richard Gildea | Jan 7, 2013 | Poetry
He understands not just I alone, the need to go back, the need to go now Darkness blankets the sky as I make my way out through the sandbagged wall Crawling on the cold dank ground, cat like in movement Thoughts are hindered by constraints of time Straining every...
by Richard Gildea | Jan 7, 2013 | Poetry
Winters day as dusk paints the sky; Children chase the ball, eyes adjusting to the light Shouts of friendship fill the air! Down along the path to sadness, heartache and sorrow Spread abreast across the field, senses heightened nerves wound taut. Rush of air, lifted...
by Richard Gildea | Nov 6, 2012 | Poetry
Within an oft’ times troubled mind doth dwell Debilitating images on cue ‘Though buried deep, unable to repel When prompted by recall, will then ensue As passing years have wearied memory Of happy times enjoyed before the dawn Clear haunting thoughts still cease to...
