Biography of Philip Lore
Vietnam/Iraq combat veteran US Army, Paratrooper, Combat Infantry Badge, Bronze Star for valor, Purple Heart, Air Medal w/V device, Meritorious Service Medal (2) Army Commendation (3) Army Achievement Medal (3) Vietnamese Cross of Galantry w/V, Senior Paratrooper, Republic of Vietnam Airborne Wings, numberous other Federal and State awards. Retired Jersey City Police Officer, Pilot, Fixed and Rotary Wing certified. Married 35 years to Cathy,2 children,6 grandchildren.
Philip Lore Poems
A kiss from a friend, Means...that they care. A kiss from your Dad, It's pretty rare.
In My Heart...
In my heart...sweet devotion In my heart...deep emotion In my heart...lies true bliss In my heart...your warm, last kiss
In A Soldier...You Will Find...
In a soldier... Loyalty and strength you see. In a soldier... Discipline, bravery.
The Knights Of The Round Table
In the days of Olde, When knights were bold, We would trek the land, Mighty swords in hand.
My Memory Seems To Fade In Iraq
Memories seem to fade, Memories fading away, Memories of your love, Memories of a hug.
The Wild Wild West
Early each morning, After my chores are done, I saddle my horse, Ride into the sun.
I'm So Hungry!
Chocolate bars in my nightly dream, Fresh strawberries topped with cream, Thick filet mignon, crisp curly fries, I lick my lips, my imagination flies.
Fighting In The Sands Of Iraq
Grimy hands hold my weapon tight, The sun beats down upon my head, I whisper a prayer, I'm ready to fight, I want to rest instead.
All Night Long
Let me feel your lovin' charms, I wanna hold you tight in my lovin' arms. Never, ever gonna let you go, I'm tellin' you baby... I love you so.
My Childhood Faded Away
My childhood has faded away In those days I had no bills to pay. I close my eyes and remember those days.
Look Into My Eyes..You Can See My Soul
Look into my sad green eyes, Can you see my soul? Can you see the heavy weight, The horrors that they hold.
Down On the Mississippi River
I was born by the Mississippi River, Lived in a small, tin, rusty shack. Made some money choppin' cotton, The sun beating down on my back.
A Boy...A Man...A Soldier
Mommy....Daddy, A young soldier screams out in pain, Wounded and dying, Unbearable pain.
Silence In Battle
Shapeless shadows, in silence listening, Deepest feelings in restraint, A silent voice calls in mournful feeling, We move in silence, voices faint.
Memories In Iraq
All the memories of my life,
Are visions, in Iraq, of my caring wife,
Memories etched deeply in my mind,
My family and friends, I hope they're fine.
Thinking of them helps me to unwind.
These memories, they are wonderful,
Memories of my life,
Memories of my sweetheart,